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Days have passed. You still can’t accept Kakucho and Samira's upcoming weddin,they said it would be held next month. The last week of November is about to end, December is waving, and the words 'You may now kiss the bride' are waiting.
"This sucks," you say, trembling from the cold, yet you don’t have any plan to look for a building. It's raining and you're sitting on a wet bench, welcoming the rain onto your body. You can feel your clothes sticking to your skin, soaked by the heavy raindrops. "The sky is sad too." Just like you.
'I want to die.'
'I want to kill Sami.'
'I wanna cut Kakucho's head.'
'I want to poison Ran.'
'I will kill everyone who made me unhappy.'
Right now, you badly need Izana to beat someone to death for you. 'But Iza-nii is long gone.' There's no one that you can rely on for this kind of thing. You also can't tell Mikey about this because your reason is so silly.
'This is just a piece of trash, this feeling of love.' So why would a man like Mikey pay attention to something like this shit? 'I'll handle this on my own.'
You stand up and start walking, still not looking for a shelter to hide your figure from the heavy rain. Unknowingly, you guide your feet toward the certain building where Ran lives. 'It's a day off today.' So you know he's home, probably lying on his bed and sleeping, especially with this kind of weather.
The other people who also live in the same building as Ran look at you from head to toe like you're a funny clown or something. Someone offers you a warm jacket, but you ignore that person and continuously walk. You're just not in your right mind at this current moment; you don't even know why the hell you are heading toward his penthouse.
