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𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔

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A sigh left your lips as you stood up from the garden bench, you decided to return to the event.

Then you felt a chill. You felt as if someone's watching, an unfamiliar presence. Looking around the garden, you were alone.

"Is someone there?"

Silence.

You looked around the garden once again, before heading to the stone path.

Rustle.

The loud sound made you freeze on your spot. Your breath hitched. You felt your heart sunk. Hands sweaty. You thought whether it was some kind of animal who caused the sound, or something different.

Before your eyes could look for the culprit, a hand covered your mouth, silencing the shocked squeal that left your lips.

You felt your heart beating faster, thoughts running around your head. The adrenaline from fear ran through your veins.

Moving around, you struggled from the stranger's hold. You tried to avoid breathing in the chemical from the cloth covering your mouth.

A silhouette of a man stood before you. With his dark eyes starring down at you. His hand slightly caressed your cheek.

Saying you were shocked would be an understatement. You were speechless - literally - by the shocking reveal, you accidentally breathed in the smell of chlorophyll.

The man in front of you was none other than,

Tooru Oikawa.

Your eyesight became blurry, you were falling in and out of consciousness. You could still see the devilish smile he had on before everything turned black and your body became limp.

"Found you."

[ 𝑻𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒖 𝑶𝒊𝒌𝒂𝒘𝒂 ]

I haven't seen her in months, but when I saw her tonight, she looked more radiant than the last time I saw her.

After hearing about the event, I told Rin to find a way for me to get an invite.

When I entered the ballroom, my eyes widened at the vast space.

'How am I gonna find her?'

My eyes wandered around the victorian styled room - appreciating the little details as I searched for that woman.

Amusement twinkled in my eyes as I noticed her surrounded by a crowd. Who wouldn't want to gaze at her beauty? That woman surely knows how to make a scene.

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