ELOQUENCE ➤ Izana Kurokawa

III

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒓.

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The day had turned night, and a specific young girl was getting scolded by her brother. "Y/N! I told you to rest! Why did you beat that boy-", Tetta's sentence got stopped as he got slapped, Y/N's face was full of tears. She was hurt her own brother didn't even let her explain her side.

"I am wrong! So what?!", her voice echoed in the quiet living room. Only the sound of the breathing of the Kisaki siblings can be heard. Another slap, Y/N looked at the ground. "Don't you dare talk back, you bitch!", her last straw had been picked, and she immediately ran to her room. Closing the door and opening the only window in her room. Loud banging could be heard at the other side of her door. The shouts of her brother must be heard at their neighbors also.

"Y/N! Open the door! Open the fucking door!!", she doesn't have any choice and went to jump off the window. Their apartment wasn't that even high in the first place, but it'll sure break some legs after you jump.

A loud thud was heard from the outside, Tetta finally opened the door but there was no sign of his sister. What has he done?

"Y/N! COME BACK!" He looked at the window, both hands on the window frame, eyes wandering around to look for a specific person. He found her running to the other street. Guessing that his sister doesn't have any destination to go.

Y/N ended up at a unfamiliar street, she was panting so hard. She's not used to running, but she had enough of Tetta's bullshit. She remembered that she had a fever, the heat that disappeared earlier had now come back. She slid her heavy body to a nearby wall. She didn't care if it was dirty, Y/N feels her body will collapse in any second.

"Hey...", a familiar cold voice spoke from the dark corners of the alley. His white hair could be seen much clearer as he went to show himself. Those purple eyes that looked at her the same way he looked at her earlier.

Y/N didn't want anything to happen anymore, she's too tired.

"Izana...", another voice spoke behind the name 'Izana'. A huge scar ran to his head towards his right eye. The night's light reflected his rare-colored eyes. What a beautiful thing to see before she dies. As her body slowly fell to the floor, that Izana guy went to crouch down in front of her. His hand brushed away the hair strands that fell on her face.

"This porcelain skin shouldn't be ruined... It's too precious...", he spoke those words with his usual cold tone but there was a hint of sadness and longing behind it.