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❝Au fait is her fate.❞
❝Au fait is her escape.❞
❝Au fait is her future.❞
❝Au fait that she can't delete.❞
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
It all started with an obsession that...
I tried to fling our hands away but failed as I couldn't break free from the grip. But, I didn't stop there as I proceeded to remove the hand off of mine next as I was trying to grab and pull their right wrist.
Author's POV
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On the other side, a man in his maroon velvet witch's robe was observing Ami and a guy through the glass ball which got secured on a square and velvet dark purple cushion on the table right in front of him. He smirked.
"What could possibly be going on in her mind that she thinks she could remove a guy's hand?"
"...please.. don't even want to start comparing guy's strength over a limp girl such as her,"
He underestimated, feeling a slight ridiculous upon his heart at her shamelessly confident escape from that guy, named Kim Namjoon.
It was way too obvious to not notice it at first glance when there was a lot of green vein bulging out beneath his right hand's skin when he was grabbing onto her left wrist, damn.. it sure looks damn muscular, indicating he was a guy who always had a date with the gym, which means.. every chance are thin and near futile.
"Such a jerk you are!"
She continued as he was watching her break free from his tight grasped. Somehow, he felt satisfied seeing her trying while touching onto every part of his hand and wrist as if their relationship, as of right now, was not alien to her.
Namjoon's POV
Then, I let out a derisive chuckle and reaching my left hand up towards her right ear and unhang the earpiece. She gasped and froze for a moment, but I didn't stop doing so until I unhang the last earpiece over her left ear.
