AMETHYST | Haitani

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BASICALLY, Y/N lives alone in a luxurious condominium in Tokyo. Having been born of silver spoon, she is blessed with the power of money and is able to do whatever she desire. Fortunately, she didn't grew up spoiled, rather pretty disciplined by her parents who treasured her dearly, as she is an only child.

Y/N goes to a prestigious all-girls school chosen by her parents in exchange for freedom. She has to obey the backdrops of having to live on her own without the chaperones, the hidden spies, no more of those undercover civilians that lurks around like maggots watching her every move.

And now..

The (h/c) haired girl puts it in a messy bun style and wore the outfit she chose for today's date.

.. she has a boyfriend.

The main girl is extremely excited after receiving yesterday's text message from Sanzu, her very own boyfriend, that he'll pick her up for a date. With hours of loss sleep trying to find the perfect fit for a date (searching it up on the internet), she managed to come up wearing a spaghetti strap dress with a thin cotton undershirt and black boots.

“S-Sorry.. Was I late?”

“Nope, I just arrived early.” When she went down the building, a stunning red Camaro is waiting for her to be seated on. With its owner, wearing a black suite, a smug face and.. flip flops. Y/N bit her lower lip trying not to be obvious of her laughter. No, no, she did not find this absurd, but rather funny and charming. She had thought that despite his dominant appearance, Sanzu has something weird in him.

Cute.

When she became comfortable with her seat, a surprised gasp escaped her lips as the man pulled her for a smack. Despite being uncomfortable at first, she recognized his actions as part of being a boyfriend towards her. It is a normal thing to do knowing that both of them are in a relationship.

She'll get used to it for sure.

Only returning with a small smile on her mouth, the whole ride is silent after few exchanges of greetings.

—

Surprisingly, Sanzu had brought her to a fastfood restaurant. The place is little bit crowded and noisy than actual fancy ones. She stood beside him feeling in awe as he guided her through the doors. The security personnel opened the glass door for them and she offered a thank you in a mutter. Eyes are following their steps. Thinking that they'll go the the counter to order their food, she was again caught in surprise when Sanzu brought her to the second floor only to find it empty.

Only a pair of chair and a huge round table is present. With all the happenings in today's date, she kind of figured out what Sanzu was doing.

He just rented this whole floor for a breakfast?

This time, Y/N couldn't help but burst out in laughter and it just startled the pink haired man. His tongue clicked in annoyance waiting for the woman to end her boisterous laugh.

He had actually thought nothing in his petty efforts were taken seriously.

“I—.. You've surprised me too much already!” He stared deadpaned at her face before scoffing off.

“Shut it, even I can like fastfood, too, idiot.”

“I didn't say anything wrong with it. Pfft—”

“Oh?”

A different presence was in the room. There stood a man in mullet cut, clad in a tight shirt hugging his toned figure and loose sweatpants and the significant boredom plastered on his fine face.

“There are no tables down there so I'm eating here.”

Sanzu irked seeing this fucking bastard ruining his advances. Running his palms roughly onto his face, he pointed at the stairs. “Fucking leave you fucker. I didn't allow any other specie here and ruin my shits.”

“Lol no.”

He ignored the angered man and dragged a chair from the corner and sat down with his meal.

“Bastard—”

“S-Sanzu-san!” Good thing that she immediately grabbed his top to prevent him from hurting the other man. “I-It's fine, he's not doing anything so let's just leave him be.”

When the pinkette calmed down, she let him sit down and continued to act like nothing happened. They both ended their breakfast with smiles and left the place soon after.

—

She didn't knew Sanzu would be this sweet. They just met but she feels like she knew him since forever. He'd hold her hand while walking down the busy street of Tokyo, and buy her food along the way. He left his car somewhere parked safely as he told her they'll roam around for a bit.

Y/N felt all giddy inside. This is the first time having he experienced such matter, and her doubt simply vanished.

Sanzu wouldn't hurt her.

Y/N is so sure of it.

They talked a lot about herself. “Well.. My parents live in Hokkaido but they allowed me to stay in Tokyo with consequences, of course. I got enrolled in an all-girls school because they were so protective of me. Also, I have no siblings and that's probably why their attention is so much drawn into me..”

Y/N is very comfortable towards the pink haired man that she unleashed her talkative side to him that she never even did with her current friends.

On the other hand, Sanzu is extremely bored and out of his mind. He have read on the internet that women do love talking about themselves that he decided to let her out and walk with him on the sidewalk and ask her questions. He kind of regretted everything now that this woman won't shut her mouth up. After minutes of fighting his yawn, it just slip out and this time he had no regrets.

“—and also I have a girl friend she's the one who's bringing me to different bars to party— A-Are you still sleepy..?”

He grunt, “A li'l, had some papers to do, slept late.”

“That was some good lie, boy.” Both of them turned to the purple head peeking from the bushes. Y/N gasps as she was shocked seeing him again.

“What the fuck now, Rindou.”

His droopy eyes stared at the (h/c) girl clinging onto Sanzu for dear life, while the other is obviously just putting up to it and clearly not interested. His brows crouch glaring at her, licking his plum lips to wipe the ice cream from it.

“Were you actually following us?”

A smirk emerged from his lips when he knew the girl was looking at it.

He stepped out of the bushes brushing off the leaves that clung onto him. “I would've believed you if there were no women thrown out of the basement last night. Note bud, women.”

All bruised and almost...

.. unrecognizable.

“Sanzu.. ?”

Y/N looked up seeing Sanzu rabid and ready to lash at the man. His eyes are dark and full of malice that she couldn't understand. Unconsciously, she slid out of his grasp slowly backing away.

“Wh-What..”

The man grabbed her elbow so tight, she flinched at the sudden contact. It hurts so much, feels like he's twisting her arm. She was on her toes as he dragged her away from the scene and plunge her into his car. A whimper on her lips when she bumped on the hood of the car.

“S-Sanzu-san, i-it hurts—”

“Just shut the fucking up or I'll throw you while the fucking car is fucking moving.”

She internally cried for herself.

Now she had doubted being with Sanzu.

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