𝘞𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘖𝘧 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 - 𝗦. 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝘂𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘆𝗼 𝗥18

Chapter 23

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"Hi, I'm Mitsuya Takashi. I'm a huge fan. Hakkai told me a lot about you"

Shit. He really is handsome. I took a deep breath and smiled.

"I'm Y/n, nice to meet you Mitsuya" We both shaked hands before he held on my waist and led me to our table.

"Thank you" I smiled after he moved my chair for me to sit. Such a gentleman.

"My pleasure. Actually I'm really nervous about this, getting on a date with a famous model." He said and sat infront of me.

I was focusing on what's on the menu and the liquiors caught my attention.

It has been my comfort zone. I get drunk pretending that i'm over everything. Even though i'm not. I love how it makes me feel.

"I'll be one of the designers on your upcoming fashion show." I rolled the olives on plate with a fork.

"Then i'd be glad to model your works." I smiled.

"Uhm. Excuse me. Can you give me a glass of your finest wine please?" The waitress nodded, smiling so wide while looking at me.

I also waved at the paparazzi outside. Pretty sure this will be another issue.

"Hakkai told me you do have a thing with
liquiors." I admired his looks, long hair, glasses and fine features. Overall he was handsome.

"Yeah. I do. It makes my problems disappear, well not completely." I nervously chuckled.

"I see..I just wanna say you're very pretty."

He admired her face. Noticing how sad her eyes were. Yet she still tries her best to make her appearance look happy.

"Thank you. Can i ask, what are your inspirations for your designs? They all
look so good"

"..Well i have this friend who died a few years ago. That's where i got my 'twin dragons' design"

"That's very creative!"

After our dinner he took me to a park not so far from the restaurant.

We both sat on the bench as we watched the stars. We just talked about ourselves and laughed at eachothers jokes.

"Is there something bothering you?" He looked at her and asked.

"Huh?" I questioned.

"..No, nothing is bothering me. Maybe it's the wine. Damn it's a strong one" She tried on changing the topic.

Avoiding all the curiosities about Sanzu.

Where is he? Is he okay?

What does he look like now?

His eyes were the only ones i remember.

I'm still in pieces.

I tried my best to keep everything on my outside perfect. Even when the inner me is screaming for someone.

I always wonder if you still care.