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To You Who Saved Me

The very next night, he walked back in through our doors. Not major perv Ryoga, but Tsuzuku. This time with a whole different group. There was a short boy with brightly coloured hair and really scary make-up, and another boy who looked really pretty with his braided pink hair and black highlights. I was instructed to become their hostess for the night although there were so many other. Really fate? Just shower me with bad luck. I seated them to a secluded room in the back as requested by Tsuzuku as they wanted some privacy. I was carrying the trays in but tipped over a little nearly falling down. The pink haired man caught me just in time before a disaster could occur. "Woah, careful. Are you okay? My name's Koichi." He gave me such a innocent smile, like a child's. "My name is (Y/N). Sorry to trouble you." I answered his gesture. "No problem. Oh, and that's Tsuzuku and Meto." He introduced me to them and I wasn't planing to tell him that I already knew who Tsuzuku was, and he didn't seem to either. This group felt somehow different from the others. It felt like a bunch of kids just hanging out. They didn't even violate me once, and treated me as if I was a... friend of their own. It was a whole new feeling. It felt nice, warm. It left me going home wondering silently where I went wrong in life "Why don't I have what they have...?"

For the next few days, Tsuzuku never came back. Halfway through the night I finally realized how stupid I was "Who am I kidding? He's not the kind to come here every night. And why am I even waiting for him? Ugh, stupid me! He's no one, get a hold of yourself!" I was brought back to reality when I heard our greetings to a customer and quickly shuffled to the entrance. "Ah, all of you are so pretty~ Which of you lucky girls wish to serve me?" he announced in a high-and-mighty tone. I started to mock him silently in my mind "Who does this fat old man think he is? The king?" Don't blame me, it's a stressful job. He walks up to me and places his right arm on my left shoulder "What about you, sugar? You seem pretty enough to serve me~" You guys are just reading this, so you think this is nothing. Well, you're wrong. This old man is guarantee cringe-worthy. I was stuttering when answer him, thinking of a way to turn him down. Well I can't tell him "No thanks. You're disgusting." right in his face. Sadly, nothing came to mind so I was about to agree to his "offer" when suddenly a strong arm grabbed ahold of me of my right pulling me away from his disgusting hands, leaning slightly onto my saviour's chest. "Sorry, but she's coming with me." I heard the familiar voice beside me said as we turned around and walked off. I looked up only to see Tsuzuku so close to me with such a serious face. I directed us to an unoccupied room while I could barely hear the ruckus made by the old man in the background. "Thank you. You really helped me out back there." I broke the silence between us as we seated in the room. "I just like you serving me, that's all." He answered me in his usual way which made me snap. "Cut the crap! You keep saying that even though you know that's not why you did it. You helped me out twice already and it's for your own benefit? Well, I don't buy it." I spat out my words without thinking but I didn't regret it. He lit up his cigarette and took a long puff before answering me and sighed " You hate it here don't you? Then again, who wouldn't?" He caught me off guard leaving me in shock. "I noticed how you were when serving my band a few days ago. I could see your feelings through the way you acted. You are just like me." He continued. Band? Just like him? What? "What do you mean? You don't know me." I started to get defensive. "I was just like you. Probably still am. You've always distant yourself from other around you. You feel rejected so to counter it you reject others first. In the end, you have no one. Am I right?" It's like he saw through my soul. "How did you-" I was cut off before I could finish my sentence. "I told you. I'm like you. So when I saw you, I saw myself." He reached into his pocket and took out a card. "Take it. It has my address and contact number on it. Come with us. Before it's too late." I reached out and took the card "I'm just taking it as gratitude for helping me earlier. I can take care of myself." leaving the room.

Nights came after the next and I worked on as usual.However, Tsuzuku's words still echos in my mind. "No. I don't need help. I can survive on my own." I thought sense into myself and carried on. I was walking into the room when my colleague warned me "(Y/N)-chan, be careful when you're in there. They're getting pretty drunk." I nodded and entered. Drunkards are a must-have for my job, so it's unavoidable. After a few more drinks a customer started to get over his head. He pulled me out to the hallway and started pushing himself onto me, caressing my body. I couldn't push him away. He was too strong for me. My life was over. Suddenly, I felt his weight being lifted off of me and heard a punch. I looked up and... Tsuzuku?

*So, yeah. Chapter 3 is done. Did you like it? It was pretty cheesy... Comment. Share if you think it's worthy!*