•Chapter 01: Moon•

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Hanabi’s POV:

“You think you're stronger now?” I stood up, holding my bleeding arm.

“Come on Hanabi, you just need more practice. I am not telling that I am stronger than you---” I dashed forward, slashing my katana to him. But then, he disappeared.

“Fudging piece of garbage.” I gritted my teeth as I heard his voice from my left ear.

“Boo---” I flinched and glanced behind me, seeing him hanging on the tree branch up-side-down.

“What a coward.” I hissed, throwing the katana away.

“I was just afraid that I might hurt you” he sighed.

“Why? I am your rival though. You might be happy seeing me laying on the ground with a sword on my stomach.” I sat under the sakura tree, staring at the moon.

“You really like this view.? Aren’t you?” he chuckled.

“Shut up.” I rolled my eyes and hugs my knees.

“Geez, you can’t deny on me.” He sat beside me and watches the moon with me.

“Our fight’s finish. Go home and have fun with Kagura.” I sighed and glanced at my wound.

“I should take you to the clinic first---”

“I can handle this on my own. You're not my parent, you're just a rival to me.” I sighed.

“Haya!” a girl called out.

I turned around, seeing her.

“Great..” I mumbled.

“Why would yoy forget about the curfew? Haya?” Kagura chuckled.

I really hate EVERYTHING about her. E V E R Y T H I N G

“Oh, yeah. I am going now, Hanabi.” he smiled and went back to the village with Kagura.

I stood up, and went back to the village also.

“Hana!” someone called out.

I turned around, seeing Miya.

“Oh, Miya! Hello there.” I smiled.

“Would it mind if you’ll help me?” she scratched her cheek, smiling nervously.

“Yeah, sure. About what?” I asked her while fixing my ponytail.

“It’s about Layla. She’s having a big problem.” Oh, this about Clint again?---

“O-oh. Okay.” I sighed and followed Miya.

When we headed to Layla’s house, her living room was...

So... Um..

How could I explain this?--

Let’s just say, a typhoon just went in her house.

“Woah, Layla. What happened?” I nervously asked.

“It’s about that fucking clint--” she cursed.

“HE’s BEiNG a HuGe dI--”

“Okay, okay.” I sighed.

Man, here we go with her problem again---

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