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[20] MOVE ON [20]

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花札

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— y/n's pov —

'6:30pm'

they should get back very soon...

i'm going to grab some food from the kitchen before all these guys come back, i want to eat in peace.

i opened up the fridge and grabbed myself some eggs.. it's already evening but honestly, i can eat anything at any time, i don't care that much.

i made the eggs.. i don't think i have to describe how i made them - well, in a pan, but the rest is really unimportant.

"do we even have bread?" i mused before opening up a shelf, and of course we were out of bread.

great, i have to eat these eggs with a fork.

to my luck, just when i started to eat i heard footsteps and loud voices slowly - or rather fast - approaching.

i pressed my eyelids together and seconds later the door smashed open.

"shut up! i grabbed it first!" "there's only one more cheese slice left!" "ew!! who licked the jam out of the glass?"

those kind of conversations echoed through the whole kitchen, they were all fighting for the food while i was just sitting in between, they didn't even notice me - and i think that's a good thing!

"oh, hi y/n" a voice spoke up next to me, i turned my head to them and smiled "hi!-" i was kind of surprised to see that hanma guy... how did he remember my name?

"how was your day?" he leaned back into the seat "good.." my eyes glared down to his hands, i noticed tattoos on the back of his hands.

'sin' & 'punishment'... interesting?

he suddenly raised his hand a bit "you like my tattoos?" "they're... interesting"

"what are you guys talking about?" a head suddenly appeared between me and hanma.

it was izana "nothing important..." hanma raised a brow and slightly leaned away from him.

"good then i can talk to y/n, right?" hanma didn't say anything back.

"come on" izana put his hands into his pockets and left the kitchen, i quickly followed after him.

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we went into my room so that we wouldn't be interrupted.

"so... what's up?" i nervously fidgeted with my fingers behind my back.

"i want to come clean with you... i thought i had to distance myself from you but i really want to stay your friend... or at least make sure that you don't completely hate me"

"are you serious?..." i mumbled, he just looked at me with a concerned expression.

"so everything you said meant nothing at all?" "in that argument, it didn't mean anything.. i-" "then why did you say it?... you know, it really hurt"