fog of vengeance | h. ran

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𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 2
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"I look so ugly."

Y/N stares at herself in disgust. In a female wedding dress, makeup, feminine accessories, earrings, veil, heels, crown. She hates it. This look. The look of weakness. "You look amazing, Sister." Her younger sibling, L/N Eri, an artist who spends life in her painting room, doing nothing but just making art. She paints, sells the paintings, gains money, and gets rich. But it's better than Y/N. Who gains money by doing a job that she hates. Being the Vice President of their parent's company. The fuck is that? That has nothing to do with the major that she studied. Mechanical engineering. "You are blind." Y/N blurts out, before leaning against the seat with legs on the table.

"Sister, don't you think it's inappropriate for a lady to sit like that?" Y/N sneers. "Nothing in law has ever said that." Y/N takes a book out, proceeding to read it. "You never change." The female leans against the wall, watching her big sister. More like her manly big sister. "What do you want me to be? Feminine like you?" Yes. Eri is a girly woman. Her hair is long, she's fashionable. Often wears dresses, skirts and more things like a woman. No more to expect from an artist. "We are women, don't you think we should do that?" Y/N whistles, focusing on every paragraph written on the book she's reading. "It's my choice to do whatever I want. It's my life anyway."

"Don't blame me and Mother if your husband cheats on you." Y/N wants to hold it back, but she can't. She laughs. "Are you shitting me? That dude is a womaniser. Of course he cheats on everyone. I already prepare myself to hear different moans of women every night." Eri frowns. "What? Dude?" Y/N just hums, flipping the book to the next page. "That guy I'm going to marry. Don't you know he's a playboy?" Eri frowns even more as she steps closer. "Haitani Ran?" Y/N starts to get annoyed. "You've been trapped in your room doing those weird paintings, no wonder you don't know about current developments of the outside world."

"And Mother and Father want you to marry a guy like him?" Eri's eyebrows furrow, with her jaw hanging down. "You can shut up because I sacrificed my life to marry him instead of you. Be thankful I'm your savior." Y/N chews a candy, throwing the packet away as she flips the page again. "Sister..." Eri wraps her arms from behind, hugging the female tightly. "You're the best Big Sister ever!" Y/N slaps her younger sister's arm away with her book. "You crumpled my veil." She shakes her head. "I'm by your side if you need me!" Y/N groans in annoyance. "Yes, yes, now go away. I'm reading a sex scene." Eri gasps loudly. "You read mature books?" Y/N curses under her breath. "God," She sighs. "I'm reading a fantasy romance book. Didn't expect there to be a sex scene. But whatever, it makes me want to read more."

"I thought you weren't a pervert."

"I'm not."

"But you read mature books."

"That's more for research purposes."

"For what?"

"For a friend."

"But I thought you don't have any friends."

Y/N turns around, giving a sharp and mad glare at Eri. "Don't talk shits. You don't have any friends either. We are both introverts." Eri raises both of her hands up, giggling. "We're both fuckers that Mother and Father don't hope for, I guess." Y/N nods. Eri makes her way to the door, reaching for it's knob. "Congratulations on your wedding, Sister." Y/N closes her book with a loud clasp as she stands up from her seat. "I think you should say Condolences for your wedding, Sister." Y/N unwraps another candy and shoves it into her mouth. "Yes, yes. Condolences. See you later." The door clicks behind her. Now only Y/N alone.