The hate that bloomed

Chapter 2

Chuuya's POV

My name is Nakahara Chuuya. Son of the biggest businessman in France. Me and my family had to move to Japan for 3 years or more in favor of my dad's business deal that was supposed to make him earn billions. My mom and I did not have anyone close in France so we agreed. Besides, My mom is originally from Japan so she was quite happy actually.

I moved in to Japan at the age of 14 and now I am 17, one of the popular boys and the school's ultimate troublemaker. People believe that I am spoiled rotten given my father's profession and the fact I am an only child. On the one hand, it is not true but on the other.....maybe a little. The only reason I act like this at school is because my father doesn't care what I am doing as long as I get good grades and behave myself at home.

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I was running down the hallway as I was late for my class which was situated 3 floors down. While running I suddenly into some one. He was not looking where he was going and I was running in the hallway as well, we were bound to crash. Honestly, it was kind of my fault too but oh well, my ego didn't budge.

"UGH- You- DON'T YOU HAVE EYES?!"

" I already said I was sorry. Why are you coming at me? " The boy said.

"Why you little- "

I was about to punch him when I suddenly looked at him. His brunette hair, those brown eyes, his perfect tall height, his voice.....all of my type. He could be called a perfect definition of hot, handsome, angel whatever!! I was lost looking at him when the teacher called on us.

"Tch- Fine. You got off the hook only because of the fucking teacher you punk" I spouted before turning around and regretting my whole life.

As I was walking down the hallway, It suddenly hit me. He was Fucking beautiful. I was having an entire train wreck inside my mind and was blaming myself for acting all mighty and not taking his number. I was such a dumbass, Damn it. I was blaming myself all the way to my class.

" May I come in, sir? "

" You know Nakahara, I am not even going to ask why you're late. But I am surprised you bothered to ask before coming in. So I am letting you off the hook this time. Go take your seat. "

I went and took my seat. Like that, my day went on as usual. I was laying in bed at night when suddenly I heard my a knock.

"I'm coming in! "

Entering the door was my beloved mother. She came towards me and hugged me. As I hugged back, she kissed my forehead and told me to sleep and good night. As she was leaving, I called her back.

"Mom..." I stopped before continuing "I..love you"

Think about it, I never really told my mom "I love you too" often. She smiled brightly as she heard me.

"I love you too, Chuuya."

With that, she left closing the door. I laid back again thinking about my day and the future when suddenly memories from this morning came flooding in. The memory of that certain brunette. Oh god, such a fool I am to not take his number or at least his name.

I slowly drifted to sleep thinking about him. Those locks, those eyes, those features......he might as well be Aphrodite's subordinate or something. What a beauty!! I didnt let my mind wander anymore further as i drift to eternal slumber.