Mine. The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it's not going to encourage anyone's betterment.
Holly Black, Black Heart (Curse Workers, #3)
"And you saw what?" I repeat my question.
"Why don't you see by yourself, Enya-san? I'm sure they're still there." The girl replies, hopeful.
"Alright. Lead the way." I snap.
My irreverent thoughts stumble when I see him.
Them.
Staring at each other. Smiling.
"Akashi-sama," I whisper.
"Yes?" he replies, not breaking the eye contact, not glancing my way. That smile still plastered on his face. The girl does though. She looks at me curiously.
"You're needed by the Principal." I state. "Now."
"Am I?"
"Yes." Tsushimo, my 'friend', replies. "If you'd followe me, A-Akashi-k-kun." she stutters. The girl in front of Akashi stifles a laugh.
"Sure." Akashi replies, tilting his face sideways and glancing at the girl, his lips twist slightly.
"And you?" I ask once they're out of sight. I know Akashi left her with me on purpose. He wants me to know her.
"I'm Ino," the girl replies with a smile. It's the same smile she flashed at him. "Inoto Senya. You can call me Ino. I'm a big fan of yours, Enya-san. You're simply amazing!" she says, holding my hands and slightly jumping with excitement.
"Are you?" I ask.
"Yes! In fact me and Sei were talking about you." she replies, thrilled.
I stare at her.
"Sei?"
"Oh, yes! I mean Seijuro, my boyfriend." she replies with a smile. Love twinkling in her beautiful brown eyes.
I stare at her, but my eyes see Akashi smiling at her lovingly.
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CLICHÈ || Knb《Akashi Seijuro》
Fanfiction[Highest ranking: #1 in abusivelove] Love heals. But sometimes it kills too. - A.N: Not your usual knb fanfic, nor do you have to watch Kuroko No Basuke to read this. That being said, this book contains immature metaphors, psychotic thoughts and men...