fog of vengeance | h. ran

ｔｗｅｎｔｙ ｓｅｖｅｎ

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 27
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"There was a fight. Between Kina Mihara and Haitani Y/N."

Y/N stares at him, impatient, while clenching her jaw. "In that video recorded by one of the spectators there, Haitani Y/N beat Mihara— Or more to say— bullied her."

Y/N pushes the chair, hard that it falls on the ground. She slams her hands on the desk. She wants to protest. "I did that because of a reason! I did that because—"

"Would you care to let me finish first?" Ran clears his throat while crossing his arms. This makes Y/N even mad. How could he be so calm? How could—

"But, we didn't have a full record of the whole scene. Only half of it didn't matter. So we didn't even know what was going on before the fight started. Who started it first?" Ran glances at Y/N. "Kina Mihara, or your daughter."

The President looks at Ran, really focused about his thoughts. "So let's ask your brave and violent daughter here. Of what really happened." Y/N's eyes shot open in shock.

"You bastard—" As I thought, he would defend his first love anyway. "Explain, Y/N." Ran stares at her coldly, which makes Y/N flinch. Why.. Why are they treating me like this?

"Kina Mihara entered the restaurant while I was having a meeting with a client. I didn't know anything until I felt cold water poured down on me. She insulted me suddenly.." Y/N clenches her fists as she grits her teeth.

The female steps closer,she slams one hand on the table. "What do you think I should do when someone insults me?! Keep quiet?! Is that what you think I should do?!"

"Y/N. Watch your tone—"

"Both of you should just go to hell!"

She turns around, stomping her feet to the door in anger. No one wants to defend her. No one wants to say what she has done is the right thing. She opens the door roughly before slamming it closed again.

God damn it. She lets her anger out again. She lost her control. Y/N scratches her head before tugging her hair, trying to add some pain so that she won't cry. Not here. Not now.

She uses the stairs to get into her office again. She'd just lock herself all day. She doesn't want to meet anyone. Y/N's about to slam the door closed when someone blocks it. "Get out." He ignores her.

"I said fucking get out!" She tries to push him away despite him being so strong. "Get out, Ran. Please." He shakes his head. The male gently pushes her hands away, as he locks the door behind him. "I want to talk with you."

"There's nothing to talk about anymore! Go to your Mihara instead of me—" She steps back in anger, yelling out loud at his face. "She said I should die, I shouldn't have been born, I'm a slutty tomboy, I'm a third wheel. What kind of insults do I need to receive?!" Ran walks closer to her, Y/N steps back. "That's why I need to talk to you."

"Fuck off. Fuck off. You'd defend her anyway. Nothing to talk about here. Get the fuck out of my life. You can go to your true Ms. First Love. I'm tired of this." Her lips are trembling. She's really like a broken doll. Broken and helpless. No one would defend her anyway.

"Divorce me already."

"What are you talking about?" Ran gazes into her orbs coldly. "Why wouldn't you divorce me? We can end all this shits already." Y/N turns around, she wants to leave again. She doesn't know what to do anymore.

Only gets humiliated by Kina Mihara in her life, only because of Ran. That made her tired. "Wasn't that what we planned at first?" Y/N whispers softly. Too soft. She doesn't want to fight anymore.