eccedentesiast || s.manjiro

- twelve

you, a woman who sticks to her word, managed to force yourself to be in your brother's line of sight all the time. except when you were in class, of course. he and you absolutely share no class together. he's one class behind. blame your smart ass brain.

and as you spend your time, together with the mizo middle crew and takemichi, you somewhat grew closer to everyone. close enough for you to crack every single minute.

"make sure to close the door after you go out, y/n." class rep reminded you as you were the only one in class left.

taking your sweet time to clear your desk, you failed to notice the other h/c sneaking up behind you.

he slowly lean in your figure, dropping a colourful fragments of neatly folded origamis above you. you jolted in your seat, you turn your head to look at the culprit who had successfully made a mess at your table.

your hand took a hold of one out of many origamis that were scattered around your desk. "dear brother of mine, what do you think you're doing?"

the origami in your hand was folded to be imitated a cat in a light cream coloured with two dots as its eyes and a heart shaped nose.

"yes, dear sister, as you were asking, i am here to make sure that you are in within my eyesight," he spoke lowly, his tone matched with the tone you're using earlier. "hurry up, don't be such a turtle."

dismissing what he said, you hold your bag and bend down to collect the origami. with the older h/c male holding a jar in one hand and the other collecting the folded papers, putting it in the glass.

"hey, careful! i spend a whole day making this much!"

you snickered. "for you to just dump it in my room?"

"i made it cause i know you like it," he nodded. closing the jar and inspect it. "i'm your brother, okay? i've been with you ever since we're borned. and the fact that i always kept my snack where you knew where is a sign i actually love my sister."

you stared at your brother's face.

"b/n. are you secretly a siscon?" you stated bluntly, walking beside him as he brag about how much he loves his family. "why are you telling me this?"

you faked a cough as you caught sight of a person. a male with a rather irregular hair colour with wolf cut hair style. he somewhat reminds you of someone very familiar. someone you befriended along in the journey of your peculiar life.

stopping your brother's rambling, you pulled on his shirt, stopping his talk and walk. he eyed your face, then facing the direction where you had your eyes on.

"is school over already?"

hearing the voice, b/n pick up the pace and marched towards the class with you following close behind your brother.

passing what seemed like an injured males with crutches, one of the guy take a hold of your left hand. by the look of the crinkled fabric, his grasp was quite firm.

not knowing the situation just outside the classroom, the rest of the mizo middle squad tensed up by kazutora alone.

"t-takemichi, this guy is valhalla's number 3-!"

a loud noise caught the attention of everyone, kazutora who was on the way to hug takemichi merely glance back at the door.

akkun already making effort to open the door and peeked at the noise outside, stood still. eyes on the guy who was slammed right into the wall.

"don't fucking touch my sister, dickhead," b/n's grip on the said male only tighten upon seeing the dual haired male inside the classroom, his eyes filled with disinterest. "kazutora."

kazutora had a small smile painted on on his pale face, the very same tattoo but with a change of hairstyle. "b/n- and y/n!" once your name rolled from his tongue, he lunged forward, bringing you in his arm.

b/n forcefully shove the bigger male to the floor and grab your arm, making quite a distance between you and kazutora.

wherein the dual haired male only chuckled at his behaviour.

"did you really keep in contact with this psycho?" his brows furrowed deeper as he waited for your answer, his eyes trained on the said male.

"jeez, that's kinda harsh, b/n."

b/n lets you go, his glare never faltering. "i don't know, kazutora. the last time i let you near her, you nearly bring her with you."

kazutora grew silent, his smile stay attached but the way his hands fell to his sides tells you enough. he was trying to contain it. the resentment he felt.

"b/n, i'm sure he doesn't mean it-"

"pick one, y/n."

kazutora cut your speech off, having his eyes ready to devour your brother in a blood shedding fight and was returned with a mutual glare from b/n.

"yeah, sis. pick one, toman and me or this filthy criminal?"

breathing out a distressed sigh, you chew on your lower lips, mind racing with words that would possibly hurt one of the two, choosing one would meant that you put less trust in the other. b/n is your brother, through blood and flesh, and kazutora is your friend whom you hadn't seen for what seem like 2 years now.

and if you didn't picked one, both sides would have gave you the cold shoulder. and you wouldn't want that. especially when one of them being your brother, you would face him everyday but without all the joking and teasing.

that would just feels like a dead household.

if you did chose your brother, then you would abandoned the dual haired male for the second time. choosing either one would left you regretting, but choosing neither has the same ending anyway.

mumbling out something, both the predators darted their eyes to you.

swallowing the thickness in your throat, you clench your fist. "i said, get lost. kazutora."

i love kazutora, i really do
but its for the plot 😭
aaaand im really sorry for not publishing
for once i felt like an ordinary person
doing chores here and there