"ɪ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴏ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴏɴʀɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴅ sᴇᴠᴇʀᴀʟ ᴛɪᴍᴇs sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ."
Sora wasn't supposed to be in Shibuya that day. He was supposed to be home, enjoying his break from life, but the role of a lifetime - the...
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Since arriving at the Beach, Chishiya observed.
He watched the players, seeing how Hatter conducted the Beach and its residents. Sora just happened to be one of those people he observed. Sora always seemed to be in the same space he was in, even if Sora didn't notice. Sora was an extremely popular person – from what Chishiya saw.
However, Sora kept himself surrounded by three people. Chishiya only knew one of them, and it was Reika. The only times Chishiya saw that Sora was alone was usually at night and he was in the club with others, not caring about anything. Chishiya suspected that the actor was allowing his wildest dramas to come true without a single worry about the publicity.
Only one player seemed "close" to Sora who wasn't a part of his friend group. Chishiya met him the night Sora asked if he wanted to come back to the Beach with them. Seiji seemed annoyed with Sora's personality.
"Don't mind Seiji," Kuina commented, coming up behind Chishiya. Since arriving at the Beach, Chishiya chose to keep himself away from the players. He was more interested in getting on Hatter's good side, becoming one of his executives. Before Sora invited him back to the Beach, he had been listening to the conversations of others, learning about the Beach before anyone else stepped foot. Chishiya had planned a different way to get to the Beach, but Sora's offer was too good to pass up. "He's just pissed that Hatter likes Sora more than him." The cigarette she carried around was between her lips.
Chishiya wasn't looking for an answer to why Seiji seemed annoyed with Sora. "Not surprising. Have you met him?" Chishiya commented.
Kuina nodded. "In passing," Kuina kept her distance from Sora, especially when Aya became overprotective of anything Sora did. "I've said hi. Why?" Kuina tilted her body sideways to look at Chishiya's face. "You swing that way?" Kuina asked.
Chishiya rolled his eyes.
"Good luck gettin' close to him – Aya, the girl next to him, is extremely protective. It's too an unhealthy level. You barely see Sora without her." Kuina removed the cigarette from between her lips, hiding it away. "If you want to see Sora in his nature habitat," Chishiya couldn't stop his expression, his face scrunched up, confused about what the fuck Kuina was talking about. "Venture into the club this evening, you'll see the real Sora." Kuina placed her hands behind her head as he walked off. "I'm gonna sit by the pool, come and find me after you wipe the drool from the corners of your mouth." Kuina teased.
Chishiya huffed.
Chishiya had already seen Sora in his "natural habitat" as Kuina put it – he was an actor who kept himself pretty private. That was just from Chishiya's observant nature, he saw Sora for his true colors. Sora was more than just a pretty face; he was quite wild after a few drinks. It was quite interesting to watch Sora go from one person to another without the restrictions of his lifestyle.
