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CHAPTER 3
「 Your Silence Is My Noise 」
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♡︎♡︎♡︎ TWO GREAT FORCES meeting inside a public coffee shop was one of the most unlikely things to happen, and yet there sat AKASHI SEIJUROU and [L.NAME] [M.NAME]. Just their mere existence inside such a place have both blessed and cursed everyone, some have quickly strayed away once they caught sight of that striking red hair while others have stopped and watched the scene unfold before them as they recognize the teen's polite smile.
"The rumour of you being acquainted with a former teammate of mine back in middle school has already reached Rakuzan, do you confirm it?" Akashi spoke sharply, letting his mismatched eyes fall upon the latter's eyes that were devoid of emotion. [M.Name] set down the cup of coffee he had been drinking with grace in his movements, eyes never moving away from the other. "It is not something I should be denying, Seijurou. I see him as a friend and so does he to me." He replied, voice unwavering even as the said male narrowed his eyes at him.
"Friend?" Akashi repeated, his voice lacing with nothing but malice. All [M.Name] did was stare back at him, unmoving like a jade statue with hardened eyes. "A friend, yes. Although I can say that some feelings might be mixed by now. I, for certain, have grown fonder of him, only time will tell of what I'd feel for him in the far future." Even as he took another sip of his coffee, he still had his eyes boring into the other's.
A heartbeat or two has passed until Akashi decided to speak again, he was the first one to break eye contact with the former.
"I have only one question for you, [M.Name]." He uttered, setting down the spoon he was using to mix his coffee beside the cup. He took the silence from the latter as an invitation to continue, raising his head up once again like a king prepared to talk over his servant and looked him directly in the eye before asking his question.
"What are you?"
[M.Name] did not blink, nor did he do any movement besides clasping his hands together on the table and breathing slowly. People that have been eavesdropping into their conversation held their breaths, waiting for his answer.
