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CHAPTER SEVEN

I'm recording the last verse of the song I'll be performing tomorrow night, Stay with Me by Miki Matsubara when Sana walks into the studio, really pissed off. Mr. Okisay turns off the negative of the song and I take off my headphones and walk out of the recording room. "Did something happen?"

Anger can be seen in her bright pink cheeks. "I would tell you, but in private."

We both look at him, until he smiles sheepishly and walks out of the room. After the whole incident with Kang, I decided to come to Japan for a week with Twice's Minatozaki Sana. I need peace, but unexpected events begin to unfold again.

"Dad is forcing me to go on a date with the son of one of the thugs of Korea!" all the anger comes out at once.

"What? When?"

"Tonight!"

She starts to spin around the room, extremely agitated.

"Just tell your father you don't want to go."

"I tried, but it seems his understanding is far more important than what I want. If only I had a clone that would go everywhere for me!"

She pauses for a second, as if an idea has struck him. She turns to me, a devilish grin on his face. "I know what you're thinking, I won't!"

"Please Akira! Do it for me!"

"You want me to pretend to be you, in front of a stranger? Do you even know his name?"

"I can't pronounce his name, that's a sign not to go!"

I take my phone out of my bag and check the messages I received. Over a hundred nonsense from Kang after I blocked him, two from Rose and millions of news notifications featuring me.

"I'd like to help you, Sana, but I'll give it a go. The whole Song Kang thing is just beginning to be forgotten, and I'm even lucky it didn't spread beyond Korea! I can't risk being seen again."

"It's a private restaurant, only celebrities are allowed there."

"Yeah, that means the reporters are going to be circling around like bees in a hive!"

She sits down on the couch, burying his head in his hands. Trying not to feel sorry for her fails, but I try not to show it. "Who knows what dubious people I'll meet this time..."

"I'm sure it'll be fine."

"I don't understand how dad allowed this again, last time I was sexually abused."

"What the?"

"Long story short, I'll be more careful this time."

I'm so stupid. Sana has royal blood, naturally she is always in danger! Maybe I'm selfish for thinking this, but if even her father can't protect her, I will. "Fine, I'll go for you."

She turns her eyes to me, looking at me in amazement. "Really? You really want to?"

"Do I have a choice?"

She is so happy that she pulls me into an extremely tight hug. " Thank you, Akira!"

"Just send a car after me and I'll get your thanks."

"I'm going to send a real styling team over to you!"

What have I gotten myself into?

Sana really wasn't kidding when she told me she was sending a team. In just a few minutes, my entire hotel room was filled with stylists and their bags full of make-up and clothes. Finally, I wear a white suit from Prefall, 2017 collection, with buttons at the base of the golden sleeves, cinched at the waist with a Chanel belt. My long black hair falls down my back, covered in tiny particles of glitter. Sana told me I looked amazing, but that's what Joy said about my former relationship with San-ha, before everyone hated me.

The restaurant looks so expensive that I'm afraid to open the menu. While I sit stressed, Sana is beaming in the chair in front of me, like a smiling ray of sunshine. The classical music orchestra plays in the background, bringing a soothing atmosphere.

"Are you ready?" the question takes me by surprise.

"Not at all. You owe me, princess!"

"I think I owe you and that I lied to you."

"What do you mean?"

"I was never abused, I was just exaggerating to convince you."

With such an evil laugh, she leaves me alone. Tricked me. He made me dress up and come to this place, just to talk for two hours with a man I'm likely to forget anywhere but in my eyes.
My fingers tremble on the keys when I call someone to come after me.

"So you're Minatozaki Sana?"

The devil's voice. I don't have to look up just to realize that Kang is probably staring at me, happy to have found me after a hundred messages.

"What are you doing in Japan?" I ask so I don't smack him right into his annoying smile.

"Same reason you're here. How about we have dinner?"

I better take my days.