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There wasn't a response for at least a full minute; until his father spoke again.

"You're joking, right?" his father asked; almost warned. His look was unreadable.



With anxiety consuming him; without even thinking, ryu nodded, and turned around; racing back upstairs. His heart clenched, and his fist tightened as he left his father confused as to his sudden walk away.


Now; his personality, isn't one that would get anxious easily, or ever.

But, with his father- he always tensed. Afterall, he was the one who killed his birthmother.



Don't freak out, he's not a murder.



His mother suffered from hanahaki; hence why Andrew was so.. Serious about the topic. 


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Quickly walking up his white stairs; heart pounding. His mind was all over the place; and he felt uneasy. Sick to the stomach.



Walking down the hall after the stairs, he leaned on the white wall that had a few frames. Most of them were of himself when he was younger,

And some were back when his mother was alive.



Making his way to his room; ryu quickly closed his door. After doing so; he walked to his bed, crashing down to it; it sinking down with him.



He clenched his jaw; and couldn't help but blame himself.



Why'd he have to love her?






Why'd he have to love?



Why'd he have to be rejected?


Why?



Why didn't she love him?



Shaking his head; He looked at the time;



12:26 PM



A loud sigh escaped his lips as he went under the covers; coughing. The bluette covered his mouth; and his throat felt like it was on fire.



He knew not to look it up; it'd just hurt him more.



"Without getting the surgery.. It's, uh, fatal."



Remembering what his friend had said before sent chills down his spine; as cold sweat raced down his forehead.



Cringing as he felt the golden flowers in his mouth; he spat them into the garbage bin besides his bed side table. Ryu shifted his body so he was looking up, rubbing his eye.



He honestly didn't know what to do.



His mind raced with thoughts of how she didn't love him; everything wrong with him; all his flaws; nothing positive.



He sighed aggressively; deciding to get some rest.

After 20 minutes; he was successful.



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The small boy weeped as he put his hand up to his face; hiding it from the other 4 children that were bullying him.



"Tch, Freak!" one said, sticking out his tongue.



"What's with that weird hair colour? Weirdo." the other laughed;



"Look! He's crying! How stupid!!" another snorted; pointing a finger at the bluette.



" He can't even defend himself," one said calmly; glaring at a young Ryu.



"Pl...Please just leave me a..alone...." He choked; clenching his jaw.



The 3rd was about to kick him again;



"Hey! Leave him alone, you jerks!"



They all turned their heads to the owner of the defending voice.



It was a young girl; probably their age. She had pale skin, and some freckles danced her small face. Her dark hair, that was brown was in a ponytail; and had sea green eyes.



She was quite short, but held a fierce face.



The 3 boys laughed; the 4th remaining quiet.



"Haha! What could you do? You're just a girl! Girls are weak!"



Anger soon spread across the girl's face, more then before; not very happy with his reply, as she marched towards the boy; fist clenched as she sent a sharp punch to his jaw. He stumbled to the ground; landing on his rear.



"Clearly not as weak as you! " she hissed; as the other 2 backed away slightly.



Ryu's violet eyes widen with adimare and awe; shocked to see a small person be so brave. Also, surprised someone decided to help him.



The 4th spoke up,



"Who are you? You're not in our class."



She sneered at him;



"Why would i tell a idiot like you?! Go away!" the brunette huffed out; clearly unamused.



As the boy who got punched stood up; he winced, touching his now bruised jaw.



"Let's go.." he shuttered, walking off; not wanting to deal with such a angry kid. His friends stuck their tongues out at the unknown girl; as they followed.



Quickly spinning around; she lent a hand out to the bullied male.



Grinning, she said;

"C'mon, don't just sit there!"



Blushing slightly; he carefully took ahold of her smaller hand,



"Thanks," he said shyly;



"No problem! What's your name?" she questioned, shaking his hand rapidly.



"R..Ryuka. But, everyone calls me Ryu," looking aside; he continued.

"Yours?"



"That's a secret~! See you tomorrow, Purple eyes!" she giggled; letting go of his hand, running off.



He furrowed his little eyebrows at what she had called him; not knowing how close he'd get with the brunette.



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Shooting up in his bed; the dream, or memory upsetting him as ryu frowned.

'Why can't i get her out of my goddamn mind?' he thought; sneering at himself,



Yawning; he ruffled his now messy hair.



Looking to the side; he checked the time.



3:08PM



Raising his eyebrows; wondering why he was sleeping for so long, for such a short dream.



Huffing hair out of his face; he got up, stretching. Looking out the window; squinting from the sunlight. He groaned; tired and gloomy. Grabbing his phone; he saw 4 missed calls, and 14 unread text messages.



All from hunter.



Not in the mood to talk to anyone; he made his way downstairs, to the kitchen, taking his phone with him.



Seeing as his dad was out; he didn't bother to wonder where his sister could be. Opening the fridge; his got out the orange juice.



Walking over the the cupboard; he grabbed a clear glass cup; pouring juice into it. Once finished; the bluette set his glass aside, screwing the lid back on the juice. Once putting it back in the fridge; he spun around, grabbing cup and taking a large swallow.



He leaned on the counter; still in his pajamas. Putting the glass on the counter; not bothering to put it in the sink.



Hearing a notification; he decided to check, knowing he can't ignore the world forever.



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