You met him at a wedding and surprisingly you clicked well. The next turn of events came out to be a surprise, as you crossed paths with him not once nor twice.
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"They say God is a woman... I think I just met her" he mustered a w...
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Kazutora was the only one sitting by their table thinking about how Takemichi finally settled down with Hina, and softly laughed to himself at how far-fetched it'll be for him to experience such a thing.
He checked the time on his watch and it was still 8:30 in the evening.
His curious sandy colored eyes looked around and observed. Majority in this place had either someone to talk to or on the dance floor,
Then he caught a glimpse of a woman with a (h/c) french braided low bun and he saw that she was alone too.
From his angle, he could tell that she's probably the most beautiful woman he's ever laid his eyes on.
He continued his gaze at the woman when he saw that she huffed out a breath, stood up, and walked outside to the balcony, observing how her hips would softly sway as she walks.
Interesting he thought as he found himself going towards the same balcony.
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You stared at the people slow dancing in the ballroom of the reception, they looked happy just by being all over their dance partners.
Rolling your eyes, you placed your elbows on the table and rested your chin on your hand while circling the rim of a wine glass.
Attending a wedding filled with strangers is the last thing you wanted to be in, you just started moving your stuff in your apartment yesterday when your sister reminded you of her best friend Tachibana Hinata's wedding on the next day which you completely forgot.
Of course, you're tired from moving boxes from here and there in the apartment, and nothing like melting unto the softness of your bed would relax your sore muscles.
You huffed out a breath, you didn't know anyone in this place aside from your sister who seems to be enjoying the event with the man of her dreams—slow dancing with him on the dance floor.
Your phone is dead so you couldn't take it out to pass time, so you stood up and went to the balcony to get some fresh air, hoping that you can go home sooner.
The stars glittered above you as you went over to the railing and looked down on the courtyard. The place looked really expensive and elegant.
I wonder how much is the rent of this place
You were playing a game of price is right in your mind when a low voice spoke beside you.
"Bride or groom?"
You were startled, clutching your chest.
"Jesus fucking Christ" you cursed and he just softly chuckled.
"A woman who blasphemes, how rare"
You looked at the person beside you and he had a man bun with yellow dyed pieces of hair framing over his face, sandy-colored eyes with a beauty mark under his left eye, and a tattoo on his neck, he was taller than you and he looked devilishly handsome smiling softly at you.
