(OLD) "CRUEL" [A Jhin x Fem.reader story] (COMPLETE)

🌹Chapter 7🌹

Today, it was just your average perfect warm and a sunny day. As always (Y/N) just couldn't resist going out, as always.
Enjoying the weather while she could, to distract herself.

She decided to go to one of the parks near her house. She always loved nature, all the animals, trees and especially flowers. They were just simply beautiful, no matter what color, shape or form they come they're always so perfect, someting she wished she was.

Busy and too destracted as always, she didn't notice that particular someone that followed her the whole way. Such a blind woman she was. To not see it all.
Today Jhin wanted to finally have a proper conversation with (Y/N), maybe even move further in his act. He knew it was though task considering the fact that she already was creeped out by his perticular stare.
And yet he had to do what he had to do. It was inevitable.

At this point, (Y/N) was just resting on a bench near a sidewalk with a view of a lake, nature was always so stunning to her. With this view and the chiming of the birds she could just fall asleep...

Her daydream was interrupted by a light tap on her shoulder.
Nervous for a few seconds, she turned her head to see who it was to her surprise it was

Jhin?

"Why do I keep running into this guy? I swear-" - she thought to herself, before he chuckled:

"~I didn't mean to scare you, dear. I was just walking by and I spotted you. I simply decided to say" hi"~. "

(Y/N) sights in relief before softly replying:

" No worries! Plus, it was kind of rude of me that I didn't notice you earlier."

" *~laugh~*, don't be silly, dear~.
Say would you mind if I joined you? Seeing as we wouldn't stop running into eachother it might just be for the best ~"

"Of course not! I'd love to finally have some company!"

In that moment she didn't felt it?
He seemed nice? She was confused. He didn't stare at her like last time.
Was it really her imagination?

For Jhin, it wasn't hard to keep acting, he is in fact a master at it.

"~Why not tell me a thing or two about yourself so that I know exactly who I will bump into in the future~"

(Y/N) smiled as she started to think on how to word everything.

" Well, my name is (Y/N), as you already know.
I'm 28 years old, I like to sing, I've lived alone since I was 16..aaaaand I don't think there is more to it. "-she said avoiding the parts she wasn't too comfortable sharing.

Jhin raised an eyebrow on the" living alone since I was 16" part, wasn't kids that age suppost to be with their parents still?

"~Did you make the decision to live alone?"

She fell silent before taking a deep breath and replying:

"Of course not, I loved my parents too much to leave them so soon."

He got curious

"Then why?"

Falling silent again, taking a few seconds to reply with :

"Somebody else made that choice for me in a rather cruel way..."

Jhin understood were this was going and what the woman was getting to.

Nodding his head in understanding. He decided to try to change the topic, he didn't want to depress or anger her on first actual conversation.

"~You said you enjoyed singing correct? So do you perhaps enjoy art?~"

(Y/N) looked up at him for a second before looking at the ground again.

"Of course, i love art! Even though I can't call myself an artist of any kind, sadly. I mean at least not yet.
As a small child I always had a dream of becoming a singer. I always loved hearing other people sing, especially my mother.
And with time I started practicing my own singing and that led to me wanting to become a singer.
To sing on a stage in front of an audience full of people that enjoy my work or my voice.
but..
It's impossible now...

I missed my chance long ago.
Now I can't go back anymore... "

Jhin looked in her eyes and simply stated:

" ~A stage doesn't have to be in the theater or an arena, it's a place where an artist expresses their self. A stage is not only the one that your childhood self dreamed of, it could be anywhere as long as there is a person performing on it. A stage could be everywhere. ~"

The woman's eyes widening for a second before softly smiling.

" I see. I knew you were an artist. The way you speak and act just made it apparent ".

He looked at her before smiling to himself. He did sound like one.

" So what type of artist exactly are you?"

Jhin couldn't lie...he would prefer to just spare the details.

"~ Simple as this:Im just a painter. Only difference is I love to paint on bigger canvases.~"

(Y/N) just smiled at this.

If somebody saw her now, most wouldn't believe this woman could hurt a fly, let alone kill people.
Some would say the same about Jhin. He doesn't look like a phycopath and yet...
I guess that's another thing they have in common..

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It went on for quite some time, hours of just chatting and learning things about one another.

(Y/N) finally noticed that the sun was almost set.

"Oh my, look at the time! I'll have to go before it gets too dark."

"~Of course.~"-said Jhin, understanding

She got up the bench and started to walk away before turning around, giving a small wave:

"See you around!"

Jhin just simply smiled and nodded, dismissing her.

As she walked away he stared at her before a smirk appeared on his face:

"*~This might be easier than I thought~*" - he thought to himself, before getting up and making his way back.
The whole play was still in its very beginning and yet he couldn't wait.

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After she returned home she had a lot to think about. Yes, he was more than nice to her.
Maybe she was wrong, maybe she really overreacted. Maybe he really just hasn't seen heterocromia and was just surprised. He was so polite and understanding,sometimes she wonders if she was talking to the same person.
She didn't felt like he had to be killed or anything. She couldn't fully trust him eather. She never fully trust anyone to be honest,i guess it was something natural.
She felt good having a company for ones.
Could...could it be that she made a friend?

And yet every time she thought about it, there was always that feeling in her gut that would always remind her that something was alwfuly wrong.

Was she making a mistake by trusting her thoughts and hopes?
What if this was just a huge mistake?

~ only time can tell~

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