Not by choice.

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——————Akito's point of view.———————

I was sitting by my window like I'd usually do. Today was a warm day, so the window was all the way open. It also meant I wouldn't have to get a check up by Hatori.

Looking around, I spotted someone. Y/n.

She was walking around, which was odd because I've never given her the permission to do so.

Y/n must really enjoy playing with her luck.

That's when another person approached. It was Hatsuharu. I glared as I watched him and Y/n begin to talk. She knows she's not allowed to be doing this. Which is why I was surprised when she took off with him, going who knows where.

I remained in place. I can't wait for her to get back.

———————-Y/n's point of view———————

I've never been to Haru's house before and to be honest, I never thought I'd go.

I was taken to his room. "Haru, as much as I missed you, I'm gonna get in trouble." I mumbled as he pulled out a controller, handing it to me.

"Okay, fine. We can play one game." He suggested, looking at me and hoping for a yes.

Unfortunately, I fumbled. "One game." I held my index finger up as he smiled.

That one game turned into about four hours.

I was sitting in Haru's gaming chair while he was in his bed, on his phone. "Hey, what time is it?" I asked, my eyes still focused on the tv.

"2:38." He said. I paused and spun his chair around. "You lying?" I questioned as he showed me the time on his phone. Oh fuck.

I quickly stood up, running to the door and putting my shoes on. "It was so nice to see you, I've gotta go now!" I yelled to him as he gave me a thumbs up.

Crap crap crap. I got carried away. But it wasn't really just fault. I haven't played video games in what felt like forever since I've been here! On top of that, I was technically dragged into this. Actually, I was quite literally dragged into this.

I ran to the main house, it was past Akito's lunchtime. 2 hours behind!

Walking into the house, I started speed walking to the kitchen. I can say good bye to that kiss.

I prepared her lunch, waiting for it to cook. I paced around the kitchen, wondering what kind of lecture I'd get from not only Akito, but Madam too.

Thankfully, the food finished and I put it on the tray, heading to Akito's room.

I took a deep breath and kicked the door with my foot. I slowly walked inside with the tray. "I-I'm so sorry for the delay, Master Akito." I smiled nervously as I set the tray down.

When I did, she grabbed my wrist, making it hard to move.

She definitely knows.

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