Nayaka was always suffering because of anemia,always depended on her big brother
One day when a group of boys were bullying her a certain blonde boy like a knight in a shining armour saved her but she cannot remember him well. She wants to become s...
'ohhhhhh that girl. No I don't'. I don't know her right? what was this feeling that I got while standing in-front of her?Her eyes were like ruby, they were deep yet shiny, staring into them somehow felt familiar. it feels like this has happened before.
Who is she?
"what are you thinking Mikey?" ken-chin spoke up behind me again.
I turned around and said 'its nothing ken-chin, Now come on lets take some dorayaki' and grinned at him
he smiled " lets go"
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Nayaka's pov:
shit! I totally forgot about the time its so late! Big brother will kill me. I was jogging my way back home .shit you dumb Nayaka you also have homework! If you don't complete it, it will make a dent on your image...No I cant afford- suddenly I tackled into someone which made me stumble a little.
'shit Im so sorry-' I looked in front of me. Blonde hair, a bad hairstyle bruises all over, My eyes widened as I realised who it was
'Hanagaki-kun?'
he looked at me with a shocked expression, He was covered in wounds, his face his hands his legs...they were bleeding. His eyes were swollen I looked at him shooked
'hanagaki-kun....did you get in a fight' He was still on the ground when I said that he folded his legs and just sat there with his hand stooped low something feels wrong. after awhile he finally spoke up
"Shinzawa-san...dont get me wrong but you are so strong even tho you are a girl"
what's up with his voice? its mature and sad...very sad. as if he is on the verge of breaking down
"then why..." I could see tears escaping his eyes, falling on his hand "why..."
'hanagaki-kun you are trembling' I said with concern. I scooted a little closer to him about to help him get up.
he looked up at me directly, his eyes were red with tears and...anger. His voice contained grief, frustration, helplessness "WHY AM I SO WEAK? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO PROTECT HER?"
"damnit..."
he was sobbing on the ground "damnit damnit damnit damnit damnit". I could feel how hurt he was. I want to help him out
