𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓘𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

𝟎𝟏𝟖

Christmas is in a week. Mui thought it would be a good idea to do a Christmas countdown. It's kinda like an advent calendar, where we do different things each day until Christmas. Today is the first day, and there's going to be a play tonight. I don't know what it's about, nor do I care. I just hoped that purple hair wouldn't be there.

I sat at my seat with a blank face as I stared at the stage. The one thing I didn't want. It was purple hair. He was on stage. I think he's noticed me, because he keeps looking back at me, maybe to see if I was watching him. I wasn't. I was looking at everything but him, actually.

That's how I caught the eye of a certain redhead. It's been a while since we've last spoken. I'm pretty sure his name is Osano. He was also accompanied by... Hanakō. He was also looking back at me.

He gave me a big smile and waved at me. I waved back, glancing away from them. To be honest, after Hanakō's little outburst at lunch, I haven't been hanging out with them as often. He gives me a bad gut feeling, and I don't want to stick around to see what's causing it.

When the play ended, I wanted to be the first one out of the door, but my brothers have horrible time managing skills, and since we got to the play late, we were going to be some of the last people to leave.

Osano and Hanakō were still nearby, and my social battery was basically non-existent, so I really didn't feel like talking to them at the moment. Out of nowhere, someone grabbed my arm and pulled me into a dark room. What's with people and grabbing me? It's getting really annoying.

I pulled away from the person, and to my horror, I saw purple hair. We were in a room that was kinda like the Student Council room. He had a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Finally, a bit of time to ourselves," he said, pulling me into his arms.

"Get away from me!" I shouted, pushing him away.

He laughed and tried to grab me again, but I refused.

"You know, that fight in you will be perfect for-"

"Shut up!" I yelled, attempting to storm out of the room.

"Oh, no, you don't!"

He grabbed me again, and before I could pull away, he dragged me over to one of the couches and threw me down on it.

"Did you honestly think I'd let you escape from me, my Juliet? How dumb do you think I am?" He laughed, pinning my wrists against the plush cushions.

I narrowed my eyes at him and, without thinking, I brought my leg up hard and smashed my knees against his crotch. He let out a wheezing sound, and his grip on my wrists loosened, giving me enough time to slip away.

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Osano looked down at Kizano with disdain as the boy writhed on the couch.

"You're fucking pathetic, you know that, right?" He rhetorically asked.

"Shut up! You're not the one who got kneed in the balls with full force!" Kizano retorted.

"She's a lot smaller than you. How did you manage to get hurt by her?" Hanakō questioned.

"She's more tough than she looks... We'll need multiple of us if we want to overpower her."

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A/N: I'm so glad my sister can't read yet, cuz she was hovering over me the entire time I wrote this 💀

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