💀Korekiyo's POV💀
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.The next day, almost everyone was downstairs to eat breakfast, Kirumi sat next to me(like usual), and the other was empty. I looked at my food, oh how much I wanted to eat it, but unfortunately there was a problems. It was my mask, Sister told me that my face looked ugly and not to show it to the public, and I also unfortunately forgot to wear my eating mask. My eyes was wondering around the room, all the chattering disturbed my thoughts, "Hey." I heard someone say, I turned to where the empty seat was, there was Rantaro Amami, sitting on top of it. "Oh.. hello again." I said, my gaze back to my food. "Hey! So- uhm- I never really got your name yesterday." He chuckled. "I apologize for that, why not start our introductions again," I started. "I'm Korekiyo, Korekiyo Shinguji." I held out my hand just like Rantaro did yesterday. He laughed a little and accepted my gesture, "Are you busy later-?" He asked out of the blue. All I do is think about my sister and learn about different types of culture, so I gave him an "no" as a answer. "Okay great, we can get to know more about each other later on today." He told me, clearly excited. Kirumi noticed us, gave me an nod, and continued talking to Tsumugi Shirogane and Maki Harukawa.
An few minutes later, everyone except me finished eating. Rantaro of course noticed this, "You didn't touch your food, weren't you hungry?" He asked, sounding concerned. "I am now, not before." I lied, "Oh.. I'll be waiting for you in the living room." He pointed to the living room and walked away. I looked around my surroundings to see if there were still people in the dining room, fortunately, there was no one. I pulled my mask down and started to eat my breakfast, savoring every bite. (Okay- is it just me, or is this line kinda weird-?) When I finished, I put on my mask, walked my way to the kitchen, and washed my plate, also being careful to make sure my bondages doesn't get wet from the water.
I got to the living room, and immediately noticed Rantaro on the sofa reading an magazine. I didn't want to stand there looking at him like an creep, so I tapped on his shoulder. He closed the magazine up, and turned to me with a smile plastered onto his face, "Are you going to stand there or what?" I blushed a little underneath my mask and sat on the floor. "Okay we're going to start with the basics," he stated. "What are your hobbies?" "Oh.. I'm into anthropology." I answered. "Nice, I'm into adventure!" He responded, "I might as well ask an question to keep the conversation moving." I thought to myself, "What are your favorite colors?" I asked, "Hm-.. I honestly don't know." "Well I find all colors beautiful, even the ones that people rarely know about or the ones that people hate the most." We kept asking and answering questions that we had. I had one question in mind that none of us asked, "Do you have any siblings?" I asked. "Yes, I actually do! I have twelve younger sisters." "Are you close to them?" "Of course, do you have any siblings?" "I have only one older sister, we are truly close." I answered, satisfied. Rantaro got off the sofa to join me on the floor.
He shifted his eyes to look at my bandaged hands, and picked them up. "Are you okay!? I didn't notice that you had bandages on both of your hands." Rantaro sounded concerned, I didn't want to tell him the truth since we just met, "I'm just really clumsy, that's all." I gave an shaky chuckle. "What about the face mask?" "I'm just really self conscious, that's all.." I lied again, "Nonsense! I'm pretty sure you look nice!" He reassured me, I blushed, for the first time, I was glad nobody could see my face. We didn't have anything else to say so we looked at each other awkwardly. Luckily, Kaito and Maki barged in to ruin the tension. "Hey Rantaro, me and HaruMaki were wondering if you would like to join us for an volleyball match," Maki turned to me. "You can join us if you would like Korekiyo." She told me. I thought for a while, then I shrugged. "Okay, sure. I have nothing to do today." I replied. "Okay great, just change and meet us in the backyard." Rantaro instructed.
I didn't want to, but it seemed like what I had no choice. I couldn't run in boots and not manage to fall. "Okay," I took my hands off of his and stood up. "I'll see everyone outside then." As I walked up the stairs all I could hear was the faint sounds of chattering.
Author's Note:
I'm sorry that it took a long time for this part to come out, I was really busy, it took two days to draft out the whole idea, on Tuesday I had to go an doctor's appointment, Wednesday, I had to get my eyes checked, and on Thursday, we had to pick out my new glasses, while yesterday I had no motivation to do anything. It might take an while for chapter five to come out idk, but let me hope that it'll come out on atleast Monday or Tuesday! Bye everyone!
~Aimi
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