JAPANESE NOTES:
Yare yare: oh my gosh, oh my, kind of like the Chinese version of 'aiyahh' or Uncle Roger's 'haiyahhh'
-lmao 12k words I am sorryyyy
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Metanoia: change in one's mind, commonly through spiritual awakening/journey
'That they all say
Things you wanna hear
My heavy heart sinks deep down under
You and your twisted words
Your help just hurts
You are not what I thought you were...'
-Love Song, Sara Bareilles
Hakuji didn't know what to do. With his back harshly pressed up against the dirty alleyway, he thought he might as well go into cardiac arrest. His chest heaved, shallow, staccato breaths that left him gasping for air. Why wouldn't this girl leave him alone? And why did she keep pursuing him like some creepy stalker?
The girl grabbed Hakuji's jaw, gripping it tight between her manicured nails. "Stay still, promise I'll be quick." Her voice was breathy, high-pitched and shrill. "It's pretty boys like you that are the funnest to tease."
But Hakuji didn't want to be teased, or taken out by this girl. She thought she was empress of the world with those three-inch heels and that short skirt that kept riding up her thighs--
Gods. Hakuji wanted to die. "Leave me alone," he stated. "I don't hit girls, but I'll make an exception to you." The girl's eyes lit up and it was uncannily familiar. She grinned widely, manically. "So you'd hit a pretty girl like me?" She laughed and it echoed in the vacant alleyway. "I'll stab your eyes out before you do."
Stab his eyes out...? Heck no. Hakuji promised his dad he'd be home before four thirty in the evening because it was winter and it got dark out so quickly. He also promised to watch that new anime with Koyuki, the one about a chainsaw man, or something--he didn't know. But the point was, he wouldn't let some random girl ruin his life because she wanted to have 'fun'.
"Who are you?" Hakuji demanded. "This is the fifth time you've tried cornering me in some abandoned street." And also the first she caught me, he thought. Hakuji wanted answers because no way would some girl go after him for any mundane reason. Was she hired? Or just crazy?
Green eyes bore into Hakuji's own. They shone demonically in the light of dusk, where for a moment, he thought he saw a number flash in her irises. She leaned forward, breath fanning against Hakuji's cheeks, and it was gone. "I only spend my time on beautiful people and you're pretty cute. Consider yourself lucky, got it?"
"Ume!"
The girl stiffened, that manic expression melting. She released Hakuji's face with a sour frown, sneering. "Onii-chan, what do you want?" A figure stood at the mouth of the alleyway. He was no taller than Hakuji, with a hunched back and a face hidden underneath a dirty old scarf. He coughed up some phlegm and spat it against the ground. "Stop fooling around, I told you to leave that kid alone."
"But he's cute, let me have my fun."
The boy let out a long-suffering sigh and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "It's fine, I already got our money for the month. You don't have to mug him or anything, let's go, it's cold."
Mug him? Hakuji's breath hitched. He wearily kept his gaze trained on the girl as she zipped up her coat and sucked her teeth. "Fine, fine. Geez, you're a kill-joy, Onii-chan."
"And you're wasting your time," the boy retorted with a grunt. "Let's go." 'Ume' humph-ed and jogged over to her brother before looping arms. They disappeared around the corner, snow crunching under their shoes.
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