Every artist needs a muse; someone or something to enlighten a lost passion, inspire a new creation, and burn a light of desire of creativity. But creativity wasn't something Y/n lacked, every stroke of paint, graphite, color, and piece of art she d...
Has it been weeks since she last saw Seishu? Yes. Does she lie awake at night thinking about him? Er... No comment. And does she read his messages the moment they come in? Absolutely.
Meanwhile, Seishu was trying to focus on school, which was surprising, really. Back then, it was Y/n who was so into academics, and Seishu was the one always missing due to his gang activities; now it was the other way around - the only difference is Seishu doesn't know that Y/n is with Tenjiku.
And now here Y/n was, sitting atop a cargo, scrolling through her and Seishu's old messages, recalling the time when she left him on read a few days ago.
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She remembered how the doorbell rang exactly five minutes later she received that message, and outside was Seishu waiting, leaning on his motorcycle.
"You're smiling, remember something funny?" Rindou asked while looking up at her. He was sitting atop the cargo below Y/n.
Y/n immediately reigned in her expression. "What? No, I'm not." She then turned off her phone, pocketing it before she glanced at Rindou. "Do we do literally nothing?"
"Hm? Not really, I just chose not to do anything," Rindou shrugged. "You, on the other hand, aren't you supposed to be doing something?" He says, referring to her position as purger.
"Right..." She let out a breath that sounded like a sigh and a scoff at the same time. "That ridiculous position... Wait, shouldn't I have a squad or something?"
The younger Haitani shrugged again; he couldn't be bothered to actually care. "Recruit them, duh."
"Recruit, huh..." She pondered before she grabbed Rindou by the nape like a mother cat grabbing a kitten by the scruff and pulled him close. "You can be my right-hand man!"
"What?! No, no, no, no!" Rindou immediately slapped her hand away. "That's so much work, I'm fine sitting here."
"If you're not with me, you're against me," She said with that blank stare of hers. "Do you want me to do to you what I did to that Tenjiku member a few weeks ago?"
He gave her a look of discomfort. "You are an insane woman."
She suddenly smiled and grabbed him by the arm. "Great! You're my right-hand man now!"
Rindou groaned as he was dragged by Y/n into who-knows-where. He just hoped that wherever it was, it would be somewhere he didn't have to move too much. But before they could get too far, they were stopped by Ran.
"And where are you taking my little brother, miss?" Ran hums, wearing that signature smile of his as he habitually leaned in to her height.
Y/n narrowed her gaze before she grabbed his collar. "You're coming with us," She said, and started dragging him too. "Now, where's Shion?"