𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 - 𝐀. 𝐆𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐔

𝟭𝟰 :𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦

GAKUSHUU SLOWLY STRODE ACROSS THE HALLWAY WITH YOUR FRAGILE BODY HELD BY HIM. He was wearing his taekwondo uniform. Still only in the mansion's premises after successfully convincing his personal butler to keep an eye on your activities. Which was a risky task, to say the least, but then again, who was the butler to defy their master?

Gakushuu made his way to your own room. Carefully rubbing your arm with a few of his fingers every now and then. While the once worn expression on your face was now replaced with a peaceful one. The redhead gaped at you, his heart fluttering at the sight of you being so vulnerable.

Finally reaching your door, Gakushuu effortlessly carried you with his left arm and turned the doorknob with his right hand. He then quickly tried to readjust his pose and threw you a little above to carry you once more. He then placed his right arm back to handling your body.

Your lover pushed the doors of your room with his bottom and sighed. He went inside the well-kept vintage room and slowly made his way to your wide bed. Slowly dropping you to your mattress, he stood straight and chuckled.

"Simply beautiful."

Gakushuu politely removed your red uniform vest and folded it neatly to be placed on your laundry basket. He tugged on your thick blanket and settled it against your body.

Sleepily stirring in the bed, you started to make yourself comfortable. Pulling the pillow close to your cheeks and your blanket even closer to your body. Gakushuu watched all this unfold, contemplating whether he should leave already or not.

He sighed and dropped down to your level of the bed. Gakushuu patted your head before smoothly massaging it. After a few movements and light snores, he removed his hand from your head and leaned down to kiss your forehead. The student council in front of you went back to your level; he brought a long strand of your hair near his nose and smelled it.

"You still smell like those flowers from the lake," Gakushuu lowly grinned. He twisted the strand from his hands with his slender fingers. Playing with it, finding some sort of pure pleasure with your scent filling the air. It always reminded him of the day you had met. The first and only time he remembered saving you.

Again, he stood up from the side of the bed and sighed.

"Really? You're always asking me if I'm doing fine with my father, but it seems that you're the one hurting the most."

"You try so hard to free me when it's you who needs saving," Gakushuu whispered.

"Don't you feel lonely living in your own little world?" he confessed, knowing fully well that you can't hear him.

"Don't you feel powerless living in other people's worlds?" Gakushuu tensed, immediately recognizing the low voice that had reprimanded him all of his life.

Gakushuu gulped the immense concern he felt crippling within his throat. Asano Gakuho stood before him, the principal of his school leaned against your extensive doorframe.

"Father, you're ho-"

"It's a shame, really. I remember [first name] as a little girl who overwaters plants because she doesn't know when to stop giving. And she still is like that now, obeying Botan like a lovely captive. Tiring herself out every single day." Gakuho cuts his son off.

"Ah, how fun it would be if she was my vassal instead." Gakuho continued with his hands up and head low.

But before Gakushuu could call him out for his badmouthing, Gakuho said: "And you know Gakushuu, you, as a man, should be better. A simple girl is winning against you."

"Remember our agreement, Gakushuu." 

"Understood, Father."