oblivious | nahoya kawata

twenty-one

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"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU EVEN WENT UP ON A TREE TO BE LEFT HANGING THERE?" ran frowned, sanzu's eyes landed on you as you kept a straight face, from infuriated, his face and mood changed into a smug look, a sick sly smirk tugging up on the corner of his lips "hey y/n~" he approached you, his steps sloppy as if he was high on something but he stopped "did you do anything to her, haitani?"

"yeah, we built a pillow fort and fucked in that shit" you took slow steps behind as the two seemed too emerged in the conversation "are you fucking serious, dude? she's my gal-" you looked out the window, checking if the jump or your limbs are worth it, you never hated anyone so much with all your heart and soul.

sanzu. you loved the boy so much, that little loyal kid, your first love. but turns out he was like any other guy who plays the victim, imagine him killing your brother infront of your eyes and then putting the blame on you just for him to escape. did he really loved you? the question that was taunting your mind every night.

he was sick in the head, you never knew where he got the guts to go to you and say he still loves you after all those things or how he expects you to love him back or go back to him like nothing. there was only one who died but you had to experience the loss of three. no one believed you when you said it wasn't you who killed your brother.

sure you and your brother weren't on good terms but how did your own mother believed some brat but you? how stupid was she or how stupid you are to think to still go and talk to her, miss her and tell yourself how much you love her. you were either too pure and lovely or naive and dumb, nowhere in between.

sanzu made you regret everything in your life and you'll hold the grudge for your next seven lives, the person who made you feel like shit, useless and nothing but a girl who killed her own brother, he made you believe that you actually killed your brother, how much of an worth does it make or give him? what or why did he do that? or why does he want you back now?

"y/n, darling, how have you been?" he grinned menacingly, all in his eyes were his beautiful blue eyeballs, no emotion visible, you glared at him "what the fuck do you want? didn't you ruin my life already?" taken aback, he wasn't surprised but pretended to be, in a sarcastic way "I still haven't ruined you yet" he pouted before cackling once again, like a maniac and threw his head back, ran rolled his eyes,

"give me that, the red suitcase"

A/N ; smash that star button for more ran featurings' 😩