❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 . . .❞
ꗃ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a boy who became the birth of the Malevolent Tyrant, The founder of Artistry Fortress but no matter how soared up he was above t...
“ I'm full of unsaid words. ” ᓚᘏᗢ • ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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| Chapter XIX |
The smell of sweat and haggard reeked through the air, heart pumping out blood, lungs heaving copius amounts air, as their muscles ached.
The jet-black haired man jumped to steal the ball brazenly and firm, thunderous aura even, the man has been waiting for that moment the whole time as he felt utterly desperate to do something, like a predator starved by it's prey. unleashing such stunt only to be countered by a figure colliding with his foot.
“ Going somewhere?— wait . . ”
M/n grinned coyly as he tried to trap the ball until he saw the hunk of a man Infront of him ready to pummel him into bits but instead of getting the ball passed he felt the hairs of his nape go up, until he felt himself stop.
“ Ain't no way I'm ambushing that gorilla. ”
M/n halted comically dodging the incoming goal as he heard the ball ricocheting through the net like a gun firing.
“ Well I think I just saved myself from my potential cause of death. . . Fuck this is so cringe”
Barou stood straight as he spoke menacingly as if he didn't saw you tried to ambush him.
“ What's the matter? Why don't you try to control me, Mr. Absurdly-Long Bottom Lashes? ”
Rin stared coldly on the floor and is obviously agitated by the statement, his eyelashes weren't that absurdly long you said they were pretty just like him. until he met your gaze, as it softened.
“ Fuck it. I'm getting that next goal. ”
M/n thought as he lift is fist up in the air pointed to rin.
