Dracule Mihawk x Reader [Our Highschool Memories]

Chapter 6: His Point of View

Mihawk is losing his sanity...

He just realized that Shanks's right... 

That's how much he's losing it.

A lot of things had happened while you were gone. He adopted children of his own and, he became a teacher (though still doing questionable deeds by the end of the day because of Shanks).

What could have happened to your life while in France...

Did you found yourself a lover?

Was there hope left?

What if you... had moved on...

Does the romance between the two of you still exist?

I stood silently by the rooftop. Alone... Just like I wanted it to. Although I would be lying if I said that I do not want her company at these moments. She and I alone... Relishing it at the moment.

And just like that, I heard the door burst open. 

"Mihaaaaawk~? Are you heeeeere~?"

She didn't shout it out which I'm thankful for... I rather not endure a certain redhead's antics at the moment. With my back turned to her, I let out a smile while I slumped my head and held my face with my right hand.

"Oh? There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you..."

Soon I found myself sitting beside her.

Her (Highschool hair length), h/c hair swayed by the wind as I look at her. I had a couple of her h/c hair strands on me but I didn't mind. She often leans her head on my shoulder.

"Why are you looking for me?" I asked while fighting the urge to run my fingers through her hair.

"Look at this here, for me." She took out her sketching pad that I got her last month on her birthday. The covers of the pad are well-taken care of. According to her, she never did she wasted a page since she got it from me.

Various sketches of clothes, gowns, and outfits were drawn in and I couldn't help but feel the pride swell inside my chest. A talented girl like her... with me at this moment. She stopped at a certain page and gave it to me. She looks at me expectantly while my eyes drifted from her elegant face to the paper.

It was me... Wearing a wide-brimmed black hat decorated with a large plume, and a long, open black coat with no shirt underneath, with red, flower-patterned sleeves and collar, then white pants held up by a decorated belt and tucked inside overly large boots. I was posing with an overly large sword that resembles a cross. My eyes caught a strange necklace. A necklace with a cross pendant.

Amazed... I am amazed beyond compare! 

I can only imagine the hard work that's put into this artwork. The colors are vivid and the drawing itself is magnificent.

"Y/N... This is... Amazing..." Then when I raised my head I was surprised with her delicate hands holding out the same necklace that I was wearing in her drawing.

"What the-?"

"You're heading to Nationals tomorrow... I'll be there to cheer you on, of course, and well... I had this made by Rayleigh-sensei for good luck."

She turned to look by the side still holding the necklace while the blush was evident on her cheeks...

She's really adorable... 

Shy but still out-going...

Quiet but still loud-mouthed...

Cute but still piercing hot...