"ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ."
↳ She was too good for such a shitty boyfriend. He knew the power he held over the girl; But what he didn't know was how fixated Choso was on loving her and touching her the way that fucker coul...
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The cool breeze rushing past me is enough to make me grab onto Utahimes arm, my lips quivering. She lets me use her body heat- snuggling close into her shoulder for warmth.
"He's just...I don't know- something's off." I sigh, hurrying across the street walk to get to the library.
She allows herself to be practically dragged across the concrete, groaning. "Something's been off from the start." The shopkeeper bells clang against eachother, loud chimes heard throughout the small bookstore. I step foot in and instantly feel warmer.
The library is cozy and has a snuggly atmosphere, the silent environment none other than peaceful.
I whisper as we make our way towards the isle Utahime mainly came for- romance novels. "It's like he doesn't have enough time for me anymore."
I look at Utahime only to see her engrossed in the pages of a book. There's rows of them along the shelves, many of cliche and fluffy, some of comedy and ridicule, and others of dark and fantasy.
"Utahime." I groan, trying to gain her attention back, "Huh? Right. Well, I don't know- I've always got a nasty vibe from Gojo." I cross my arms, "You get that vibe from every guy...even the innocent flower shop guy down the street."
Utahime looks at me, "Something's up with that guy." I shake my head as she turns back to search for books she might like. I let out an exasperated sigh, tilting my head back.
"(Name), you need to break up with that man. He barely cares about your feelings- based off what you tell me almost...everyday."
I roll my eyes, "I'm not going to break up with him. I love him and he loves me. Plus, I always exaggerate the problem when I'm upset."
She straightens her posture and turns her entire body towards me, placing her hands on my shoulders and staring straight into my pupils. "What do you say...you come over friday night? Shoko will be there." She shakes me lightly.
I chew on my lip, "Maybe." I actually do want to go- but it depends on Gojo. He likes coming over friday nights, especially since it's the weekend. She huffs and bends back down in a pout.
I decide I don't wanna follow her around like a lost puppy for 40 minutes just for us to walk out with one book overall. "Ima look around." She nods her head.
I mindlessly walk around the bookstore, drinking in my surroundings. I go over to a random section, eyeing the covers.
Curiously, I pick out a book. The cover is dark with red and black, creating a mysterious appearance. I turn it around to read the summary- skimming through it quickly,
