Chapitre 4

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Y/N was humming a tune while walking down the hallway of the school

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Y/N was humming a tune while walking down the hallway of the school. The school ended ten minutes ago. While walking out, she realized she forgot her book in the class.

Which is why she was going back to her classroom. The last month has been full of happiness for her. Meeting Shinobu, Mitsuri and their friends. All of them were sweet towards her especially a third year brunette name Akane Haizaki.

A smile made its way on her face as she stepped in a familiar room but her eyebrows scrunched when she saw a figure standing near the window.

Ignoring the person, she went to her desk. Just as she was about to grab her book, another hand grabbed it first.

She was about to speak but stopped when she saw who he was.

Tenka Izumi.

Her ex.

"Hey Y/N-Chan." He smiled a little.

No words came out of her mouth. She just nodded in response before extending her hand to take her book back.

He held it higher.

"How are you Y/N-Chan?"

Gaining some confidence, she spoke. "It's L/N for you."

An amused smile appeared on his face.

"Heh.. Fiesty."

"W-what are you doing here Tenka?" Her gaze met his.

His eyes softened for a while or so it seemed.

"Hey, I- I just wanted to say sorry and I want you back."

Her fists clenched at his words. She immediately snatched her book back and turned to left witouht a word.

But it was too late. He grabbed her wrist.

She faced him with a stern look.

"Huh? What are you thinking? Do you think I'll just come back in your life like this? After how much you've hurt me? After all this?"

His grip on her wrist tightened and he took a step forward. Her back came in contact with the wall.

She was trapped.

"Look. I said I am sorry. Give me chance."

She struggled into his grip. "Just leave me alone Tenka. Let me go."

"Let you go? Where? To that freaky group? You bitch! Whore! Hanging out with all the boys? For what? Just to get in there pants?"

Her fists clenched at his words. Her free hand lifted and came in contact with his face.

SLAP!

His eyes widened as his cheek throbbed with pain.

"Bitch? Whore? A whore is better than someone who uses others for their benefits!!! And never ever again call them 'freaks'!"

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