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ღ 𝙎𝙐𝙂𝘼𝙍𝘽𝙇𝙄𝙉𝘿: 3

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(a/n in comment section)

"why think about the bad shit when you can think about the good things?"

WELCOME TO SUGARBLIND: 3

WE HOPE TO SEE YOU ALIVE AND WELL AFTER LEVEL 3 HAS BEEN COMPLETED.

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"HUH. SO YOU'RE THE PRETTY GIRL EVERYONE'S TALKING ABOUT?"

The lights were dim, but it was enough to show every detail of his face. His eyes were sharp with a shade of mercury. His short hair was a bright and vibrant red that complimented his lean body and pretty face. The redhead also strangely reminded you of Asano with the similarities in face structure.

Suddenly his face came closer to yours, seemingly still observing you. "Now that I've seen you in person, you do look pretty cute."

"T-Thank you," You stuttered, slightly leaning backwards. To be honest, you thought he looked quite intimidating.
Maybe even dangerous looking.

"And you sound cute too," He added, grinning. The redhead got up, lending you a hand. "Did they hurt you too bad?"

You took his hand and got up, dusting your skirt after. Your body still stung from the kicks and punches, but it wasn't as bad as you thought it would be. "I don't think so. I can stand, so it's fine."

Looking up at him, you gave him another one of your sweet grateful smiles. "By the way, thank you for saving me. I'm thankful that you came before anything worse could happen."

He blinked, looking down at you with a bit of suprise. Most of the time people he saved would run away before he could even talk to them, sometimes yell at him or literally just cry.

Instead of taking the compliment with a charming knight-like smile like you thought, he smirked and looked down at you with amusement. "You're as sweet and adorable as your looks. No wonder why you're an easy target."

Was that a compliment, or an insult? You squinted your eyes, staring at him. He reminds me of Adonis too. They both complisulted me today.

"I wasn't insulting you, don't worry," The redhead chuckled. "I think we should go now. I won't bother beating up these goons if they ever wake up again."

"Alright," You nodded, slightly limping back onto the main street with him. Now that he was in a brighter light, you could see that he was really attractive. Even with the few cuts and bruises scattered around on his hands and face. They didn't look too bad at first, but some of them looked as red as his hair.

Looking up at him worriedly, you felt a wave of guilt pass through you. "Um... are you alright? Does the bruises hurt?"

"I should be asking you, sweetheart." He gave you a glance, scanning you from head to toe. Your uniform was a mess and there was patches of dirt here and there. Your face was slightly bruised too, yet somehow you still looked pretty. "And this is a hobby of mine that I do on a daily basis, so I'm perfectly fine."

Huh? Fighting people in alleyways is his hobby...? You gave him a questioning and curious look but he just shrugged, smiling mischievously.

"What's your name anyways, doll?"

"Y/n L/n, but please just call me Y/n." You smiled, "And you?"

"Karma Akabane." He answered casually. You was about to comment on it but he spoke first. "Strange name, but I think it suits me well."