✧ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 // 𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘰𝘯𝘰 ✧

part 21

LAST 3 PARTS!

- one month later -

(sayaka's pov)

"alright, we're done sayaka, you can go cool down outside."

i nodded and stepped out of the studio and sat on the couch.

so many things changed in the last month.

things have been better in the band since i stood up for kiri, after that, one of my former bandmates have been sending me hate tweets and making fun of me on the media, so when thinngs got really bad they made her quit. after the left, me and the others got along slightly better but i still don't consider them my friends.

things changed with kiri too. about a month ago, i decided that i love her. well, i do. i do get butterflies when i'm around her. i do feel my best when i'm with her. i can't help but love her, i have this really big crush on her that i can't seem to let go. i don't even want to let that feeling go, the truth is i'm in love with her no matter what anyone says. i've never told anyone yet, but it's not like i don't want to.

i smiled, thinking of her and opened my phone to text her. aware that she may not reply fast since she said she was going to go shop for a dress with byakuya togami's mother, who's yet to be her stepmother, for the ball. i'm so excited to see her there, maybe we'll even sit at the same table.

sayaka: hey kiri! what's up?

she surprisingly replied fast.

kyoko: oh hey sayaka, still choosing a dress. for the ball, you know.

sayaka: i hope you find a dress to your liking! ^w^

kyoko: i hope so too, thank you. i got to go.

i wonder how she'll look like at the ball. she's very beautiful even with formal clothes, i can't imagine how beautiful she would look in a pretty dress.

(kyoko's pov)

"sweetheart, look over here!"

i heard the voice of my soon-to-be stepmother in the dress section as i almost finished talking to sayaka.

sayaka: <3 love you kiri bye!!!

she says that every single time we finish a conversation, but i think she means it in a friendly way. even though at some times i wish she does not. well that's just embarassing, for me at least. she has a huge fanbase. if they knew she was in love with a woman, at least some people wouldn't be supporting her. and that would be all because of me.

i just keep thinking to myself if i love her. and the truth is it's not like i don't. we started as friends, we got closer, and i don't know if that's love but i feel weird around her. she's done so many sweet things for me and i think that's amazing.

"i'm coming"

i walked there, her holding a beautiful lavender coloured dress.

"i think this is the one!"

"that looks beautiful indeed, even better compared to that other dress we found."

"i say we buy this one, you seem to like it more, dear."

"uhm... okay"

she went to pay for the dress, she was paying, obviously, since i can barely pay for that dress. and as she said to my dad, paying for my dress would be a nice gesture to me.

she's really sweet. as much as i could never count her as my real mom, i'm accepting her as a stepmother. 

a few minutes later she came back with a bag in her hand and we walked out the store, right to her car. she ordered the driver to drive us back home.