cigarette; hanma shuji [✓]

fourteen

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THE night finally arrived as she got herself ready. wearing a tight black dress, exposing her skin from the back and her arms. she looks at herself on the mirror, smirking smugly.

"damn. when was the last time i look this good?"

"ah yes. last month." she answered her own question before a honk was heard from outside. she grabs her bag and wave her hand at the cat.

walking down the stairs, she sees a black car- that belonged to kou.

finally reaching the ground floor, she sees hanma in the car waiting for her. she quickly got inside and they immediately drove off.

"nice dress." he complimented as his eyes focus on the road. she thanked him and after that continued to compliment herself.

hanma was wearing a normal black suit, although his tie was a little loosened. she barely sees him without his hoodie on so the sight of his long hair definitely shocked her.

"you should tie your hair up."

"i don't know how to."

the woman raised a brow but sighed and told him that she'll do it for him later.

as they arrive at the parking lot, the two got out of the car and she quickly rush to where he was. she told him to turn around, his back now facing her.

after two minutes, she was done. turning him around to face her. his hair was tied up into a side braid, hanging on his right shoulder. she claps proudly to herself.

"got anything else?"

she made 'tch'ed sound before spinning him again as she ties his hair into a ponytail.

they walked to the elevator and wait to reach the ground floor- where they will meet with kanae's parents. she fidgets with her fingers as she sees how loose hanma's tie was.

just as they were about to reach, she quickly fix the stupid tie and let out a breath of relief at how nice it looks.

"oh mitsuo!" her mother called as she sees her daughter rushing to the two, trying to not trip over with the heels she was wearing.

the two adults look at their daughter and then look at the tall male behind her.

"kou couldn't come, he's busy." she explained.

"this is hanma. hanma, this are my parents."

"... hanma? you mean.." the older woman's words drifted off as kanae told her to not mention anything about what happened between the two.

the mother was alright and followed what her daughter asked but her father on the other hand-

"you're that kid who left my daughter, aren't you?"

"wah father, it's alright. we're okay now, we're just friends." kanae tried to calm her father down before he could do anything else.

the dual haired male only stood there, his eyes were droopy as he only looks down to his shoes. a huge pile of guilt was thrown at him all at once when the other man mentioned about what he did.