Tezuka Kunimitsu has a sister who chases after a dream to become a professional ballerina in Germany. However, fate is playing game with her - leaves her with no choice but to abandon her dream and return to her homeland. She goes back to the abando...
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She likes me...
She doesn't like me...
She likes me...
She doesn't like me...
Keigo plucked the rose petals one by one at each sentence, dropping them to the hot bath while his eyes strayed nowhere. The petals of doubt had completely filled his bath. Along with the smoke from the water, the scent roamed the entire bathroom. His face simultaneously smiled then turned sour at each sentence.
After getting Insight, everything he planned was always successful and according to his predictions. But who would've thought his impromptu disguise could backfire and ruin his entire plan.
Wrong, it wasn't the fault of his Insight.
He was the one who wrongfully used it for women.
If tennis was something that could strategically be beaten by logic, nothing in the universe could make out the mind of women.
He didn't even know whether or not he should be happy to know that she actually fell for him, in his disguise.
And rejected him, without his disguise.
At this point, revealing his disguise would only backfire and ruined everything he had established with her.
What he didn't understand the most was why did she fall for a janitor when she clearly had a perfect man like him beside her? Keigo glanced down at his reflection on the water, wondering what was his flaw compared to a janitor that never revealed half of his face, a janitor who supposedly wasn't as rich, a low-class worker.
"What is wrong about me?! The real me! What's so good about that other me?!" he screamed as he slapped the water surface. Panting, he chuckled when he realised how stupid he was.
Was he actually getting jealous of himself?
Keigo groaned as he slumped on the bathtub. He didn't even have a personality disorder yet he was battling with himself at that moment. Even the Wagner music he was listening to did nothing to calm his mind.
