•GORGEOUS• .RIN ITOSHI.

|Chapter Nine|

Just like before...

What does that mean? Isn't it obvious? Before knowing each other, before having this hatred, before Rin being Y/n's vendetta, before Y/n dating Sae.

Before everything, when his eyes laid on her for the first time. The time when they were strangers.

He saw her smiling and shining in the crowd of people, and it felt like no one was there. When there was a sudden echo in his head, this is it, this what you've been waiting for...

Her long hair, shielding her back, that blue jeans enveloped her long legs, the way that black turtle neck, hugging her frame. Elegant and graceful. He approached her, with his eyes glistening with that alluring charm.

Her lips stretched into a smile, seeing such stunning boy, right in front of her, in that navy blue shirt, with matching black trousers. She smiled at him with a slight blush, across her face.

Who knew, that they were being only, welcomed, in the game of life. They were just other two people who fall in the palms of misfortunes.

The hatred was out of the frustration of not having her. But his brother. The only way he can tell that he was the one, but now that he isn't, he will turn his back on the feeling, shut that door, for always.

.•°•⚽

"You should think about the consequence
Of you touching my hand in the darkened room."

.•°•⚽

"So you think I am not sexy?" Y/n heard Rin, mocking behind her, when she was living her few moments alone, replaying the event in her head, in the corner of the first floor, leaning on the railing, and looking down at the people, who were still enjoying it.

After everything, it was really awkward to sit in front of Rin, when he was sending daggers at her. So, she took a break from the group, and found a peaceful place, where no one worth noticing was there, except the empty chairs, and tables, sealed and packed.

But out of everyone, he has to notice, her whereabouts. She exhaled sharply, seeing him behind her, at a meter distance, with goblet of red wine in his right hand, swirling around and other resting in his pocket.

Fuck!

She gave a unfunny laugh, seeing him, cursing under her breath. "You see, it was very comforting here, but now that I have to see you, I guess, I should leave." She trailed, and tried to escape the not so comfortable moment.

"Since when did you find Nagi, sexy?" He towered her figure, without budging, and she did feel his intimidating blue orbs, digging holes in her skull.

Great! So this is how I'll die.

Y/n composed herself, giving her flawless smile, covering her nervousness. "Are you hurt?" Her forehead creased, earning a scoff from him. "Why did you do that? Was it necessary to do?..." He spat walking closer to her, as she stepped backwards, with a shiver running down her spine.

"...I was just doing fine, when you just have to show that how much of the bitch you can be-"

"Language!" She snarled, raising her finger, at him, with her brows raised. "..I don't understand why you always do this to me?" He didn't even bother to listen her.

He was offended. He was humiliated. But most, for feeling himself crushed under his feelings. The upheaval of his submerged perceptions.