Sex Bucket List • Tokyo revengers

Part 4 - Chapter 21

I sat in class but couldn't focus on a single word coming out of my professor's mouth. I stared at the board, at the PowerPoint slides, at the professor's hand gesturing as she spoke, but none of it registered. My mind was still in the kitchen that morning, still hearing Izana's voice.

Bitter? I was fucking bitter?

Where the hell did he get off saying that?

What he said wasn't just rude. It was wrong. Dead wrong.

Rindou and I's sex life was good. No, great.
Okay, maybe we didn't have sex as often as we used to, but wasn't that normal in long-term relationships? Five years was a long time. People settled in. People got comfortable. He worked a lot. I had school. That didn't mean we weren't attracted to each other anymore. Or that we loved each other any less.

And who the hell was Izana to suggest otherwise?
What, he had a few good fucks and thought he was some kind of expert?

"Don't forget your assignment is due in less than a month," my professor reminded us as the bell rang and students started packing up. Her voice broke through my inner monologue just enough for a fragment of panic to spark in my chest.

Right. That assignment. The one worth half our grade for the semester.

We had to interview a public figure. A celebrity, a notable face. Ask about their life, their work. Dig deep. The deeper the better.

"Have you done your interview yet?" Clara asked me, zipping her bag beside me.

"I haven't found someone to interview yet," I replied, sliding my notebook into my tote.

"Why don't you interview your boyfriend?" Billie chimed in from the other side, smiling.

I blinked. "Rindou? He's not exactly a public figure."

"I saw a few articles about him and his brother recently," Clara said. "I'd say he qualifies."

I hesitated as we stood, considering it. "It'd be weird. Asking him questions I already know the answers to."

"Do you think I could interview him then?" Clara asked quickly, not missing a beat.

"Sure, I'll ask him when he's free," I offered, slinging my bag over my shoulder and glancing at Billie. "What about you? Have you found someone?"

"Yep." Her grin was smug. "I'm interviewing him tomorrow actually."

I raised a brow. "Already? How'd you find someone so quickly?"

"Let's just say I know a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy," she said, tossing her hair.

Classic Billie: well-connected and mysteriously vague.

Clara asked her about the person she would interview, but I tuned out the rest of their conversation because, of course, my thoughts found their way back to him.

Izana.

God, I wanted him out.

Out of our apartment. Out of my periphery. Out of my life.

And I had for five damn years now. But thanks to Ran and Rindou, I was stuck sharing air with the one person who could make my blood boil just by existing.

And that kiss? The one that never should've happened? I never told Rindou. And for whatever reason, Izana hadn't either. I didn't know why. Maybe he just liked knowing there was something between us I refused to talk about.

"Y/N?" Billie's voice brought me back.

"What?"

"I asked if you're heading to the cafeteria too?"