𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 || 𝐌.𝐀𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐮

Hazel Brown Eyes||25

3rd P.O.V.

His hazel brown eyes watched an unbearable sight, his eyes drained of life. He had long forgotten the woman beside her who clung unto him. His hazel brown eyes watched their hands touch, his eyes never once met hers. His presence was unknown to the new couple, concealed. His eyes followed where they went, he longed for her touch, her affection. His stomach churned as he watched the girl smile around him. His heart hurts when he sees her loving stare at another man's eyes.

He's fallen deeply to the well. Mind hazy, not sure what to do. Muffled voices was all he could hear. He watched how her lips moved when she talked to him, how jealous he was. He was with his girlfriend but his mind was somewhere else, just like his heart.

Dear,dear someone pull him out of the well. He looks at another direction but kept looking at hers. At least once, he wished at least once he get to meet her eyes again. At least once, he gets to kiss her lips again. At least once, he gets to hold her hand again. At least once, he gets to feel her love again.

But how could he? For all he was nothing but a friend to his old lover. Nothing but a friend. Irritated he was as the girl kept tugging on to his arm.

"At-su-mu!" His girlfriend tugged on to his arms as she said every syllable of his name.

"Whaddya want?" His voice slightly irritated, he didn't manage to sugarcoat his tone at the female making her frown. For all he could care about he didn't really want to be in this date, he'd rather be at home playing Mario Kart with his brother or play PUBG with him. He didn't want to spend more time with a girl who's too clingy and whiny.

"Let's go to the rollercoaster!" She initiated, he didn't give him a chance to answer as she dragged him to the queue. The couple was 6 people behind Y/n and Oikawa. His girlfriend was all cheery and giddy, her high pitched voice was a nuisance to him. He wasn't pleased at today's events considering that the day was far from ending. He knew himself he didn't like who he was dating now but he couldn't just break up with her.

He sighed every second that passed, his eyes wandered everywhere but not to his girlfriend's eyes. He loathed her for breaking him and Y/n up, but a part of it was his fault too. Days of anguish he needed her comfort, and today was that day. He wanted to lay on her lap while she plays with his soft blond hair while she hums a tune with her sooting voice. Sweet voices was what he wanted to hear.

What hours felt like years the last ride had come. They were standing on the queue for the ferris wheel, his eyes looked up to the huge white wheeled ride that was in front of him. The starry sky stared down at them with such beautiful shines. The moon's light out shined the stars.

Flashback

He stared at her as she stared starry sky. His star was her though it was cheesy. He could see the reflection of the moon in her eyes, he could see how she admired the night sky. The dark blue sky mixed with white lights. He watched how the wind hit her face softly.

Instead if looking at the stars he looked at her. His dreamy eyes gazed at her like he was his all. His gaze so full of love and care, he couldn't stop the feeling inside him that grew deeper. Her rosy plump lips that looked so kissable. Her eyes decorated with pain and sorrow, he wanted to fix it. Yet he couldn't, as he broke the promise he'd kept. His sweetest lie.

End of flashback

He wanted to spend another day,another night under the same starry sky as her. He wanted her to be there beside him holding hands as they gaze upon the sky. He wanted her mesmerising eyes meet with his. A wish that can or can't be fulfilled.

His girlfriend stared at him, with anger. His eyes told her a story, a story without her. A dream without her. A life without her. She knew who it was, as every second passed the fire of her hatred grew like a wildfire but kept it hidden in a fake smile.

'Fear nothing, as I can kill her immediately. I'll have his eyes look into mine, and the journal into my hands.' She thought. Her eyes screamed bloodlust, her aura gloomed over. She fell for the son of Miya Hachirō who her father attempted to kill.

Nakayama Ami, that's her name. Her true name also known as Murakami Ichika. Her hidden identity unveiled to Y/n, her soul-enemy. She loathed the woman who could easily steal her man with a small glance. Her breakfast became uneven as she thought of ways to kill Y/n.

"Ichika? Ya okay?" Atsumu nudged her snapping her out of her death plans. She went back to reality and faked a smile to Atsumu reassuring him with an "okay."