Who in the hell?

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Niragi's POV

  Shuntaro fucking left me in front of a goddamn convenient store and made me walk home! What kind of person does that? I get up from the concrete and dust myself off with a huff. Left in the dust of a goddamn parking lot. Hm, at least it wasn't the middle of a street or something.

  This kinda reminds me of the last time I was kicked out of a vehicle. An Uber left on the sidewalk during one of my sad, drunk episodes last year. It was right after I broke up with Hiko... Gah, I hate my life.

  And not only did that arrogant prick leave on the street like trash, he fucking rejected me, too! That friendless loner turned me down. Well, I swear I'm getting payback. I wanna feel that nuisance beg and cry from under me. Begging for forgiveness for making a fool out of me. I'll get what I want, even if it's by force, which has never been a problem in the past. If there's anything I know how to do, it's fuck people up.

  Unfortunately, I have to wait until Sunday to get my revenge. Oh, wait. Will Chishiya still even be willing to come to my house? He better be. I refuse to take that shit about being uncomfortable around me. I better text that brat.

You:
hey you piece of shit
you still coming over on sunday?
4:41 pm

  Chishiya probably won't answer for a while since he has to work. Maybe he won't answer at all. Imagine the blond suddenly ghosts me, and I never see him again. He still got me a phone, so I would've gotten something out of it.

  Ugh, I hate him. But he's so~ attractive. He's the feistiest twink I've ever met, but he acts like nothing can touch him. Almost makes me feel insecure. Pft, as if. The blond doesn't affect me that much.

  It's funny that I hardly know him, yet he's already got me captivated. Maybe I should like... ask Chishiya on a- Wait! No, no, no, nuh uh. I don't like him like that. Besides, I don't want that little cunt to feel special in any way. He doesn't deserve my appreciation. Especially not after today.

  Man, I'm hungry. I should've picked up something to eat on the way home. Well, actually, I wasn't driving... I want Indian food. Yeah, that actually sounds really good right now. Oh, but Giang has been wanting me to try that Taiwanese place by his apartment. Hm... Yeah, no, I want Biryani; I'm getting Indian food. There's a place not too far from the apartment; I'll just take a detour.

???? POV

  The elevator ride takes a while. Hiko's friend lives all the way on the eighth floor. Soon enough, the elevator rings and the metal doors open for me to exit. What was it again? 8014? Or was it 8016? Shit, I can't remember. How do I- Oh! There he is picking up a delivery bag. I approach the open door quietly, trying not to startle the man. As soon as I make it to his unit, Niragi's eyes are on me.

  "Hi! Can I come in and talk to you? It's about Akihiko." The tall dark haired man just looks down on me with an eyebrow raised and a judgment look. Seems he already has opinions about me.

  "Who the hell are you? What makes you think I would let a stranger into my home?" Stranger? Maybe Hiko forgot to tell some of his friends.

  "Did Hiko not talk about me? That's ok, I'll introduce myself inside." I try to push past Niragi through a sliver of space in his doorway, but I'm stopped by a harsh shove on the shoulder.

  "Who the hell do you think you are! I don't fucking know you and you're tryna' barge your way into my fucking house!" This is Hiko's friend? The others were so nice to me. I look up at the former with apologetic eyes.

  "Hey, Suguru! Keep it down!" A muffle voice yells through the wall of the adjacent unit.

  "Mind your own business, Jojo!" Then the ravenette's attention reverts back to me. His eyes are so mean.

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