"(Y/n)-!!" Senju shouted and she try to reach for (y/n)'s ankle, even her fingertips didn't manage to touch it
'I'm sorry wakasa… I-
Another hand grip (y/n)'s ankle, making senju glance toward her left to see someone, is holding her ankle as hard as they could. "Don't let go of her ankle, wakasa-!" Bengkei comes to his right while Takeomi, softly pushing senju away and coming to wakasa's left. They grip her ankle together, and manage to pull her.
They saved her
Takeomi leans to the wall, same as bengkei and senju. All of them were panting and sweating. Takeomi softly pat bengkei and senju's shoulders once he saw the way wakasa approached (y/n) who was staring at the floor quietly. "Let's go" three of them leave those two alone, giving them some time alone
"How did you manage to come here…?" She asked and raised her head, still didn't look into his eyes. "Bengkei and Takeomi help me on sneaking away from the prison" she sighs and scratches her head. "If the police know, you would be in trouble" he chuckles and avert his gaze toward her face.
There are a lot of patches. Her cheeks, forehead and chin. It's because of those guys that he murdered. They raped her. "I'm sorry." She sighs "why are you apologizing-?" He shakes his head, telling her that he doesn't know the reason why. "So uh.. How are you-?" She smile meekly "I'm fine i guess-?" Wakasa scratch his nape slowly
'Crap, this is awkward'
"Look, I'm going to tell you that itsuki and I didn't have any relation-
"I didn't ask about her," he stopped. His body went limp a little and he muttered an apology again. She didn't want to look at him or else, the damp spot on her cheeks would be revealed. But, her heart keeps telling her to look at him, face him. And she follow her heart, raising her gaze to look into his eyes
"What with that face…?"
She remembered it. She clearly remembers those faces. She knows it. She knows what that face means. She has seen it before somewhere. In the mirror.
That's right
It's her own expression right after shinichiro's death. Regret, agony, pain. She hates it when someone else wears that kind of expression.
'Wakasa apologized to me. He thinks about this thoroughly, like a grown up while here I am. Still stuck by the past and misunderstanding, denying the truth like a child. In a situation like this, I need to be mature. That's right, grown up,
(y/n)-!'
She monolog. Sighing, she stood up and he followed. "Now then, i have a suggestion" he raises his eyebrows and waits for her next words.
"Open your arms as wide as you could, like this" she opens her arms, widely to show him an example on how wide his arm needs to be open. "You sure are tall. Lower-!" She made a hand sign, signalling him to lower himself. "More-! How am I supposed to jump into his arms if you stand like that-?" As a result, he was kneeling in front of her, arms wide open. "Good-!" She smiled.
"From today on, let us forget about the past. Let us pretend as if we never fought in the first place. With that, we won't have any regret-!"
She sprint toward him, jumps when she thinks the timing is right and she leaps into his arm, snaking her arms around his body. "I miss you, waka-! For 10 years.. Maybe more. I have been waiting for you…" she said and put her chin on his shoulder.
His body trembled, making her frowned. Trying to pull away from the hug, he tighten it instead and hide his face in the crook of her neck. He chanted his apology like a prayer, his arm grip her clothes as if she would disappeared. His tears make her shirt wet but she doesn't care about that. She caresses his hair, listens to his feelings and sincerest apologies. "I'm sorry, (y/n). I miss you… I love you" she smile and she tighten her hug
"I love you too, waka" the moon shone as bright as they could, showing that everything could be restarted. Could be reboot
Same as their broken relationship
