Something pained me worse than what death signified to me. Yamazaki Ann. She left with that guy, whoever that dick is. Why am I even jealous, she isn't even my girlfriend? Whatever, just focus on what you need to do; money is more important than some bitch anyways. I turn to the empty tables and the line of people waiting to enter. I go back into the back and try to find my friend.
Dan: Arashi, come here.
Arashi: What do you want? I don't want to help you with your heartbreak, okay?
Dan: It's not even about that! Look, I just want you to replace Ann-chan's position for me, alright?
Arashi: Whatever. But if you start crying because you became a cuck, don't do it in front of me.
Dan: I'm telling you, I'm not jealous!
I suddenly heard the curtains whoosh again as that ugly-ass-forehead-tattooed-bitch came back into the room and stared down at me slurping his boba.
Kizashi: Lying is going to get you no where, Choushi-kun.
Dan: Lying? When the fuck did I lie.
Kizashi: You want to know what I heard about Kyro?
Dan: [Kyro? Does he mean the guy who went out of the room with Ann?]
Kizashi gives me a wide smile. Arashi looks over to Kizashi's tall figure.
Arashi: You do know that you can just tell him.
Kizashi: I'll get to that part just now.
Kizashi crouches down to my level and gets close to my ear and faintly whispers.
Kizashi: (Love hotel.)
Dan: L-Love... Hotel...?
Kizashi: Ah, ah, ah, Choushi-kun! Ignoring the truth is easy, but it's not healthy either. Just accept that your girl has been taken by a better man.
Love hotel. A fucking love hotel!? Are you fucking kidding me? After she confessed her love to me, she decided to yip out with that punk and go to a love hotel!? I'm shaking, stuttering, unable to firmly stand on my feet. My knees are trembling, there is sweat running down my face, but most of all were the amount of flashbacks I had with Yamazaki Ann. Even if she was a pain in the ass sometimes, she was still mine, no matter what. What am I doing just ignoring this? I'm so stupid. You were right, leaving you alone was not a good idea. I look up to Kizashi's face and give him a made-up expression that I didn't care. I walked away from the scene and immediately started to take off my uniform. I needed to make it, to wherever the fuck Kyro and Ann are at. I need to know what they are both doing behind my back. I put my casual outfit on, and I start running without control. I couldn't feel my feet at all during this moment, they were cold-stone. My body was aching with memories filled with her face. You loved me. You told me you loved me. So why would you cheat on me like this? Why would you take this to be what misery is to me? I reached the streets where all the love hotels are at after what felt like an hour of non-stop running. I suddenly trip on a random-ass banana slip that was dropped in an extremely convenient place for me to just fall. Seriously, who the hell would just not actually throw trash in the trash? But after I fell, I saw a beautiful woman running towards me. She was so recognizable, it made my heart fiddle with joy. I felt a comfort after a hug that warmed me with fuzzle. God, you don't know how long I was running for. I love you. I love you so much. I can't when you just leave like that.
Dan: ...I can't...
Wait, am I seriously saying this out loud? To her!? Shit! I quickly push her aside and brush my shirt off. I clear my throat and talk again.
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Odoru Respawn - Reimagined
FanfictionThis manga has been stuck in my head the moment I finished reading chapter 17. I don't know why, but there was this temptation to write a head cannon and do a remix of what Odoru Respawn is. This is going to start from the end of Chapter 17. - M PS...