Someone like you | Lukagami [COMPLETED]

SOMEONE

Feathery white fluffy clouds dotted the azure blue sky as the sun beamed it's radiant rays beatifically, casting a golden glow upon the earth, mesmerising those who just woke up.

But Kagami wasn't like the others. Though the weather was bright and sunny, her feelings were otherwise. All she could feel was the pain from the previous day.

Bittersweet love and a broken heart was all she could feel. All she could feel was the drenched tears in the quilt and the cool air around her which were from the air-conditioner in the room.

She woke, her memories just blank until her mind started trailing back to the burning events that took place yesterday. She furrowed her face at her herself for being pathetic and a cry baby. It wasn't her fault that Adrien don't like her right?

She was just a girl with creamy-pale skin, freckles, light scarlet lipstick, raven hair and vermillion eyes. That's all a dull and boring person who smiles like a freak. That is what everyone says right?

While Marinette has long dark blue hair which used to be tied back into two pigtails but now tied as ponytail, her hair now wavy and long attracting anyone. She has bluebell eyes which glows up in the sun. Her pink plum lips so kissable and tinted blush always dancing on her fair skin. Her slender hourglass body made everyone who passed by look at her. Almost every boy in the class had a crush on her.

But no one liked the broken soul of the Japanese girl.

She yawned slightly as she gracefully got up to a sitting position on her bed like her mother taught her. Mrs Tsurugi always said that etiquette is an important attribute to all ladies. It shows how elegant one is. Kagami had always been someone who followed every instructions her mother gave. Never made any decisions on her own until she decided to run away to her true love, only to find out that he was happily married.

She looked around the room, her eyes scanning every inch of the place. The suitcase was neatly put away at the side, the bag from yesterday was thrown across the floor. Her shoes were all over and pillow was kept untidy.

The only thing she could think if was, fighting. The only way to reduce the pain in her broken heart. She would usually fence with someone or do boxing at home. But she has no home now. Nothing to live in. Nothing to do. Not without, Adrien.

She scrambled up to her feet and stomped towards the toilet to get changed. She wore her sports bra and some leggings that went all the way towards her knees, a hoodie finishing her look. She took her water bottle and a towel and soon she was off to the gym. That was the only place she could think off. And the only place she could be right now.

The gym was not crowded as it was a weekday. She walked to the receptionist.

"I want to use the boxing area for the three hours. Now!" She spoke rudely to the receptionist. The receptionist squealed and timidly passed the entry for the boxing area which Kagami snatched violently. She couldn't think straight. You can't blame her. It wasn't he fault, right? Yeah, it isn't. That was what she was telling to herself.

She walked towards the boxing area as she laid her bottle on the side and removed her hoodie, showing her toned muscles. Kagami was more muscular than many males. She have strong biceps that any guy would want. She took a red boxing glove at the side and walked towards the boxing bag. She sighed.

Her face was etched with misery. She felt the whole world collapsing upon me. She was tired. Tired of getting hurt. Her whole life she have been played with, following rules and when she met Adrien, she thought things would finally change.

She took her stan. Right leg forward and left leg behind. Her hands close to her chest, a few centimetres apart the boxing bag.

Never mind, I'll find someone like you

Punch.

I wish nothing but the best for you, too

Punch.

"Don't forget me, " I beg

Punch.

I remember you said

Punch.

"Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead"

Punch.

"Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead"

Aaaah! It hurts. It hurts so much for her. Her heart beat so rapidly. Tears brimmed from the corner of the eyes and dripped down her cheeks.

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!" She punched the bag as she thought about all those time she had together with Adrien and how she didn't care about her. Her heart like dark stormy clouds forming destruction and chaos every cell on her body. Unlike fluffy free clouds, she was like a piece of ceramic block, so hard yet so fragile.

"You think he's what makes the sun shine, but he's not. He's what makes your eyes tear and your cuts bleed. He's the thoughts in your head that rip you apart and, my god, I know you love him but he's killing you and he doesn’t like you."

Kagami’s POV

I wish that I wasn’t so naive before. I wish that I had never met you. Then there would be no need to impress you. No need to want you. No need for loving you. No need for crying over you. No need for heartbreaks. No need for pain or tears. No need for forgotten promises. No need for rejected hugs. No need for crying myself to sleep.

I really did love you, you know. I still do. I dare say I loved you more than anyone else and anything. It’s just gut-wrenching and heart-rending that you can love someone to the moon and back but it still isn’t enough. 

At least, Adrien, my love. It’s ok if I’m not your favourite chapter that you have written but I hope you sometimes smile when you flip back to the pages that I was still part of.

Love is hurting but it is also wanting someone to be happy even if it’s not with you, right?

Don’t trust to much, don’t love to much, don’t hope to much. Because that too much could hurt you so much. At least, I learnt that from you. I continued spewing my emotions until I heard a manly voice. "Kagami?" Someone said.

I turned around in one spin, looking at the sight before. He has a tall, quite muscular body and fair skin. He has pale pink lips, luminous vivid cyan eyes, shining bright as ever. Still having medium-length black hair that has dyed strong cyan tips, sweat dripping making him look more attractive than ever. He wore a sleeveless hoodie and sweatpants. To say the least, he looked really handsome and hot. But I’d recognise that face anywhere.

"Luka?" I asked.