They call me observant. That's not particularly true. People are so easy to read - we bleed emotions even in the way we drink our coffee. No one seems to notice though. They're all too busy drinking their own damn coffee."
___________________________________________"He was definitely ogling my boobs," a girl said in a shrill voice, pointing towards a pathetically beaten guy. His face was hidden under his dark blue long hair as he looked toward her three male companions with well-built physiques.
A punch landed on the blue-haired boy, smashing him into the wall behind him. He fell to his knees from the impact, his hands trembling as he touched his bruised face, hoping to lessen the pain, glaring at the group for accusing him.
"She does have a huge rack, so they bounce when she runs. I get why you'd do it, Yano-kun," the girl's companion said, holding a mischievous face.
"So, were you looking?" Another boy asked, a dark and sadistic look in his eyes.
"I wasn't," Yano—Hiroto Yano—defended
"Then you're saying Tsubasa is lying to us," the guy said as he kicked Yano in the stomach with no compassion.
Yano curled up, holding his stomach, pain evident on his face.
"He was definitely looking at them."
"Let's teach him a lesson, Ninomiya-san," the other two boys who had been snickering about Yano's fate said to their leader, Ninomiya.
Yano thought to himself, 'That woman is just using me to figure out where she stands, and she's enjoying it,' he figured, looking at Tsubasa's smug face. Her eyes devoid of any remorse, darkened eyes enjoying the momentary power.
"So, you were looking," pulling his hair, Ninomiya said in a menacing tone, punching him in the same place on his face.
"She's not even that pretty. You're just kissing up to her because you think she's easy and will sleep with all of you," Yano retorted, his voice shaking with anger, but his words sharp and clear. He glared at the group, his eyes filled with defiance, challenging them to refute his statement.
A heavy silence fell over the ground, broken only by the rustling of leaves colliding in the wind.
Tsubasa stood motionless, her shoulders trembling as she lifted her head, her eyes flashing with anger as she glared at Yano. If looks could kill, he would've been dead a hundred times over, burned two hundred times, and tortured three hundred times.
Ninomiya and the other boys, who had been beating him half-heartedly, also turned to glare at Yano, their expressions filled with menace, ready to unleash their fury at any moment.
"Kill hi--"
Splash -! Before the words could fully leave her lips, a sudden crash interrupted Tsubasa's sentence.
A rush of water fall from above , engulfing Tsubasa before she could react, sending her crashing to her knees upon impact. Falling on ground. As other tries to look up , water fall on their face disturbing their vision , blinding them momentarily. Then, with a deafening thud, a whole Iron bucket fell from above, striking Ninomiya squarely in the face. He stumbled backward, crashing to the ground with a painful thud as his knees and face collided with the hard surface of the ground . His face perfectly covered with bucket
The sudden chaos sent the other two boys stumbling, As they tried to open their eyes, it felt like someone had touched them with fiery hands, causing them to cry out in pain. In their disorientation, they both tripped over Ninomiya, who was still sprawled on the ground, and fell hard on top of him,
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FanfictionSoulmates aren't rare, they aren't, you'll meet a thousand soulmates, just as you'll live a thousand lives. North Stars though, they are. By chance you'll meet someone who encompass the way home. Someone who is home. And knowing them is like being f...