Strawberry Blond

✨Act 1, Scene 4✨

Independent.

Humble.

Talented.

These were words that described (Y/N) (L/N).

Well, at least (Y/N) described herself that way.

"Isn't she pretty?"

(Y/N) stared at the video Seiji was showing her and Kyo. It was a performance of a Japanese idol group composed of four girls called, 'Sweet Hunny'. The camera was focused on this one girl with dyed auburn hair, green eyes, and a relatively large bust.

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, "I knew you liked kpop, but goddamn to stalk the poor girl? Tsk tsk tsk."

"It's not k-pop! It's j-pop! Can't you hear the difference?" Seiji protested, "Also, you make me sound like a creep!"

(Y/N) could in fact, tell the difference between the languages.

"Well..." Kyo hummed, suggesting that Seiji was otherwise.

"Shut up."

"What's her name?" (Y/N) asked.

"Her stage name is Echo, but her real name is Yumiko Akamine."

Gakushu, who was looking at his notes, tuned into their conversation. His mood dropped as his mouth started to taste rancid.

"I guess... I have to agree," The (h/c) haired girl crossed her arms and leaned back in her spot, "She is pretty."

Gakushu rolled his eyes at the thought of his bothersome fiancé being complimented by his bothersome soulmate.

She is not pretty when you meet her in person.

"Maybe you should take some notes, (Y/N)~" Seiji snickered.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" (Y/N) glared.

"I dunno, how to be pretty?" Seiji laughed.

"I know you did not just say that," Kyo raised an eyebrow.

(Y/N) narrowed her eyes at him, "You're one to talk. Go watch your BTS music videos and learn a thing or two about having the right pitch."

"You know, as someone with perfect pitch," Kyo added, "She's not wrong."

"I'm joking," Seiji chuckled and pat her on the shoulder, "(Y/N)'s pretty..."

(Y/N) deadpanned as Kyo confidently nodded in agreement, "(Y/N)'s hot shit. I stan her more than any idol out there."

"....Just not as much as Akamine..."

Kyo comically smacked Seiji on the back of his head.

At the sound of that comment, Gakushu almost threw up. Comparing his soulmate and his fiancé was not something he planned to do today, but he couldn't help but continue listening to their conversation.

"I think I would say that I'm average," (Y/N) childishly pouted and looked away from the two of them.

She picked a lock of hair from out behind her ear and messed at the ends of her strands for comfort.

"I'm not 'perfect', but I'm not horrendously ugly either."

Gakushu rolled his eyes at that comment too, She's correct about being average.

He took a small glance back and then looked away. He could recall how she would fix herself up for work.

Although, it's like she's a different person when she's at work.