Why Me

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He sat inside his car, exhausted, after full day of practice as his comeback was near. He sighed and started to drive himself to his parents home because they said they have some important discussion to do, and he can't disagree with them. So here he is driving through busy highways to a bit quieter place in Tokyo.

When he reached his parents home he was welcomed by the maids and was said to wash up before his parents come. He obliged and went to take shower, as he has his spare clothes in their house. After showering and clothing himself he went downstairs towards the living room to see his parents sitting on the couch with his older sister. When they noticed him he quickly greeted them and sat beside his sister.

"Son we have something important to tell you."
"What it is, Otou-chan?"
"You have to marry someone." Said his mother with a stern face.
"Oh come on Kaachan, I thought that there was really something important to discuss. And like how many times we have gone through that topic, I don't want to marry someone." He replied.
"No, this time this is the final and last decision of ours in your life to make your life better, the rest are on you to make." Said his father rather strictly.
"But-"
"No buts Nakakita Yuma you have to agree or we force you."
"Alright, tell me about this woman and I'll let you know if I agree." Yuma said while standing up to leave.
"We didn't asked for your opinion and besides the person whom you are going to marry is a man not a woman."
"WHAT!!??"
"Yes his name is Asakura Jo. CEO and founder of a game developing company, HORI7ON." Said his sister.
"No I am not going to marry anyone, and that's final. And Onee-chan you too?" He protested.
"Yuma my dear brother it is for your own self, please agree to it." His sister clarified.
"There are no pleases needed, what's final is final." His father said and left the living room dragging his wife with him. It was now just him and his sister.
"Onee-chan you know that I am straight right, please tell them not to force me." He pleaded.
"I am sorry but I really can't do anything abou it." Said his sister.
"Alright." Was all he said and left his parents home, driving furiously towards his own.

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He reached his small welcoming home. Thanking God that he didn't get into an accident while driving. He opened the front door of his apartment and went inside. It was a small apartment with a kitchen, living room and one bedroom with bathroom attached to it.

Upon entering his home he went towards his kitchen to eat something. He opened his fridge and took out things he needed and started cooking. After a while when he was done with cooking, he sat himself on table and started to eat. He ate rather mindlessly, engrossed in food forgetting about the conversation earlier. When he was done doing dishes and was sitting alone in living room, the conversation that happened earlier occupied his mind again and he felt really frustrated.

He left his apartment grabbing jacket and putting on mask and sunglasses.
He went towards the nearby convenience store to buy some beer, after paying he started to walk back towards his apartment but he saw something or someone so unreal, so majestic that he can't take his eyes off of him. The man was wearing half-white sweater and jeans, and he had a kitten in his hands.
'so cute' Yuma thought.
In the process of starting at the man he bumped into someone.

"Gomennasai." He quickly apologized.
The person let out a small it's okay and left.

When he looked at that man's direction he was no where to be seen.
He just shook his head and went towards his apartment. Upon reaching he opened a beer can and drank from it, not because of the earlier conversation but because of the man that he saw. He hated that feeling when he begins to question his sexuality. He groaned and opened another can, going on and drinking whole 4 cans of beer. When he thought it was enough, he stood up cleaned the mess and stumbled towards his bedroom to get some goodnight sleep that he deserves.

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