100 Days {Fushimi x OC}

Chapter 13: The Truth

~Fuyuki's POV~

Day 61, it's been about a week since the last time I spoke to him. We never made any unnecessary contact with each other. We don't even look at each other if it's not needed.

"Pssst Yuki-chan, did you and Fushimi-san have a lovers quarrel or something?" Domyoji whispered to me as I ate my breakfast.

"Firstly, we're not lovers. Secondly, we are not lovers. Why would you even think otherwise?" I promptly replied.

"I mean you two are like Scepter 4's couple, everyone knows about you two." He defended himself.

We're a thing? What a joke.

"Yeah? Well we're not. Stop spreading bullshit about me and him. I don't want to be grouped with the likes of him." I spat out.

"Y-Yes ma'am!" He responded, stuttering a little.

I left the dining hall in annoyance and headed to my dorm. Lucikly, it was my day off and I could chill out for a day.

I changed into my favorite white hoodie, black skirt, a pair of black stockings and my favorite black boots before heading out of that hellhole.

When I left HQ, I've never felt such peace and quiet in a long time. To celebrate, I went to indulge myself at my favorite restaurants, cafes and patisseries.

I also visited to a cat cafe to enjoy the company of fluffy, cute and unfriendly-looking cats. I even spent some time at an arcade and a Manga Cafe afterwards.

By the end of the day, I just went to a random bar to have a couple of drinks. Of course they questioned my age, but they allowed me to drink after I flashed my fake ID saying I was 21.

I thought about going to Homra but I just wanted to be alone, I guess.

After I left the bar, it started drizzling all of a sudden. The melody of the rain was soothing, lowering my temperature even more.

After putting on my hood, I listened to my favorite tunes while enjoying the comfort of the rain as I make my way through the city.

Perfect...

I've never had a day as perfect as this one in a long time so something was bound to happen.

Karma would never leave me alone like this.

Right when I thought that, a bunch of retards from a group whose leader I assassinated a while back decided to gang up against me that night.

What else could I do but follow them into one of the back alleys nearby.

I just wanted to take a break, but you all just gotta fuck it up for me. Sigh...

Disappointed in their timing and attempt to intimidate me, I decided to just let them have their way with me. I didn't have the will nor motivation to kill them, or do anything actually.

"So, what's your plan? You're gonna kill me?" I asked them with little to no interest in their answer.

"No no no, death would be far too kind for you." Someone that looked like the new leader explained, signalling his men to pin me down on the wet, cold concrete.

They kicked and stepped on my arms and legs repeatedly until they were numb. Then, I was held up like a punching bag and was treated like one.

But for some reason, they didn't hit my face at all.

I collapsed onto the ground like a lifeless corpse. "Are you done warming up?" I taunted them, spitting out blood that went up my throat to the side.