୨୧┊꒰favorite girl꒱ ♡ ⑅˚₊
;; Study, read, eat, sleep, repeat. Those were Y/n's daily routine, her life was not very colorful at all. Despite being exhausted, Y/n didn't bother dreaming a change in course, she justified that no matter what sh...
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chapter 17 ;; bloody halloween↷
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Months had passed before Y/n had noticed how dull her surroundings were. This kind of world didn't exist when she had him around. He was wreckless, troublesome, and noisy. However, those aspects of him brought color to her surroundings. She despised being distracted, the unjust system, and the way the world works. But it doesn't matter as long as he was in it.
The moment Y/n set foot on the house she despises calling home, a familiar figure showed up. Her eyes glanced at the girl she once adored. If only that night hadn't happened. If only that night didn't make things worse.
"What do you want?" Y/n's voice echoed through the deserted halls. "Y/n, please hear me out." Her sister's sob made her heart contract in pain.
Y/n didn't care how cruel she looked. She's tired of being taken advantage of for staying mute. All she gets in return is the unsatisfied looks of the people.
"You know better how much he means to me. All I ever asked for is respect and assurance, yet you still deprive me of those. " Ayaka tried to get near her, but every step she takes makes Y/n step back further.
"I'm sorry, I. Am. Very. Sorry Y/n. I know these words couldn't patch things up, but I am truly sorry and I regret how I made you feel. I will always remember the shame that I feel towards what I've done. "
Staring at her sister's tearful eyes made her walls soften. Oh, how much she loves her company and sincerity.
They were indeed humans, after all, capable of feeling emotions and making mistakes.
Without another word, Yn turned her back and walked towards her room. She really knew that she'd spend the night crying her emotions out.
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The 31st of October arrived. Y/n's gaze was fixed on her room's ticking wall clock. Her breathing is erratic as a result of her anxiety. Y/n intended to sneak out of her house, but she was well aware of how difficult it is.
She couldn't enjoy her free time without the body guard's eyes following her every move since that incident.
To make matters worse, her parents are expecting visitors. Despite her concerns, Y/n feels compelled to flee the house and travel to the junkyard, where the battle will take place. She figures it's better to try than to regret.
She carefully left her room with nothing but her phone and money in her pockets. The strange noises echoing through the walls announced the arrival of her parents' guests.
