and then there was a day y/n didn't need chiyo anymore.
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the next day i woke up by someone stroking my hair.i slowly raised my head and made eye contact with that person and that's when realisation hit me.
i was at rindou's place.
"i'm sorry i didn't mean fall asleep on your chest"
"no it's totally fine,to be honest i did enjoy it.me and chiyo always used to do this" he raised the corner of his mouth slightly replaying this memory in his head.
i rolled my eyes since we couldn't have a normal conversation without him mentioning chiyo once.at first it was fun because it was actually embarrassing to see how madly he was in love with his ex but as time went by it got more annoying.
i got up from his bed and went to his bathroom to brush my teeth leaving him all confused.
while i was in his bathroom i thought about that whole thing and it made me so angry how much he loves her.he would do everything to get her back he was so in love with her,i don't think he'll ever be able to get over her.
when i looked into the mirror i saw that tears welled up in the corner of my eyes,but i refused to let them fall,so i simply cleansed my face and went back to his room.
but to my surprise he wasn't there,i stumbled to his living room that was connected to his kitchen and that's where i saw him,making himself a coffee.
after he heard my footsteps,he turned to me.
"you also want coffee?"
"nope that shit's nasty,do you have orange juice or something like that?"
he nodded went to his fridge and put it on the kitchen counter with a glas.
"thanks"
"how did you sleep?"
"pretty well" i took a sip from my orange juice.
"that's a lie you were awake for at least three hours after we last talked"
after i heard that i almost chocked on my juice "that's not true" i fought back between my coughs.
"it is-"
luckily he wasn't able to say another word because another door opened revealing a man with messy black and blond braids.
