❝If you wanted, I would burn down the world for you. ❞
- Twisted Love
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➹ today marked the day, the moment i'd encounter my potential member for the club-a day i couldn't hide my excitement, though i often tried to contain it within the confines of school walls.
following suna's directives wasn't a choice, considering the agreement we'd struck. i aimed to draw in more people for my book club, even though my social awkwardness made such things challenging.
keeping the party from narumi weighed on my conscience, stirring a sense of guilt within me. there were moments when i hated myself for this, knowing she wouldn't approve of the idea.
despite my intent to inform narumi eventually, at that moment, the pressing matter was deliberating on the party.
the white off-shoulder sweater suna had selected paired surprisingly well with a light brown cargo skirt, a choice made keeping the spring season in mind.
i layered it with leg warmers (as we are still in the middle of spring and it is annoyingly freezing), a weird choice for a party, but suna had hinted it wasn't exactly a typical party.
he did warn me about the presence of alcohol, but i was solely focused on conversing with kita.
for the occasion, i dared to style my hair differently. given its usual straightness, i went for a wavy look.
nana, ever supportive, helped me achieve the curls. surprisingly, she wasn't upset about me attending a party. instead, she celebrated my "teenage" experience.
both she and papa had been quite the rebels during their high school days, far more daring than i was ever inclined to be. yet, their protective instincts still persisted, a slight contradiction to their past.
"make sure not to party too hard." papa called out as i slipped into the only pair of platform boots i owned-an unexpected gift from my aunt that had remained untouched until now.
i shook my head, assuring him, "i won't drink, pops. besides, suna's going to keep an eye on me," i said, casting a final glance at myself in the mirror.
papa chuckled from his spot on the couch, "drinking is fine, sweetheart, just not too much, okay?" his easygoing nature contrasted with my lack of plans to indulge in alcohol that night.
