An Elegant Delinquent TR x Reader x Yuri on Ice

Halloween Special chapter: The girl in the painting

!Painter AU!

!High School AU!

The plot is similar to Death palette, its available in android and I suggest you to play it. Because its a nice story, a mystery horror game, and this chapter is inspired by it.

Mitsuya Pov

"Mitsuya-Kun, someone sent you a painting they said its from a relative." said by one of his club members.

"Ah thank you, I was expecting it to arrive later but the sooner the better thank you Yuri-chan." I said and took the painting and put it on the wooden easel. I quickly notice there's a note and I read it

"Dear Mitsuya,

Its me your uncle Haru. I'm sure you remember me when I visited at your home last years Christmas. Haha ok I'll make this short the painting, I sent you a painting years back that was painted by our ancestor and it comes with a dairy on how she looks like. It was never finished until now because I don't know how to paint, but I know you do so I'm giving it to you instead. But it's said that it was a young teenage girl who was a daughter of a Duke, her other siblings had already finished their paintings and hanged on the museum but her's wasn't able to finish. It was said that she was the Duke's favorite, but I wonder why her painting was never finished, I really hope you can finish it. Well then I gave you some paint there as well, I hope its enough to finish it.

-From your Uncle,

Haru"

"Dairy?" I grabbed the diary and read its context.

The first page; She was really hard to paint with all the tantrum and pickiness she has. I didn't even complete sketching her, what a wild girl she is. Considering the fact that I finished her siblings portrait less than 3 days but her it took me 1 week to sketch her.

The second page; This time she asked me to sketch her in the garden. Well I couldn't help myself feeling butterflies in my stomach, so I did sketched her. I never really got to appreciate her beauty considering the fact that all she did was all nagging yesterday, but right now the more focus to her beautiful (your hair color and hair length) and her mesmerizing (your eye color) I couldn't help but fall in love. But I just know that it will be never true.

The third page; We're becoming close every minute now, sneaking out every night just letting me sketch in her garden under the moonlight. But she still wouldn't let me paint her, though she said she'll let me paint her at the end of the month. I just couldn't help but feel glad since I was still able to spend time with her.

The fourth page; I'm waiting for the day that I'll confess to her. I don't care what's going to happen to me after doing it, I just care deeply for her than anyone else. I have known through out my life that today she asked me to help her sneak out of the manor again to go to this festival later in midnight. I immediately agreed, we went to that festival recalling that she has never experienced the fun outside the walls of the manor.

"Huh?.. where did the 23 pages go?" I looked at the torn pages and sighed. I continued reading it till the 3rd last page that still managed to hold on.

The twenty-eight page; I never knew that her siblings were that harsh on her considering that she's the youngest. If only I have power or anything just to keep her safe from her siblings jealousy, I would have done that along time ago... 2 more days I can able to paint her.

The twenty-ninth page; Today she asked me to have tea with her in the garden. I agreed, knowing that we have hidden our relationship as a secret. But I was still worrying on that one shadow I saw when we were talking that one night. It couldn't be one of the maids since its night time and the guards are either asleep or in the main entrance, since they were not able to go in her private garden.

The thirtieth page; WHY?!?!?! OUT OF ALL PEOPLE WHY HER?! WHY ?!?! ON THE DAY THAT I'M SUPPOSED TO PAINT HER. Earlier I heard the news that she was brutally murdered... WHY!!!! all I ever wanted was to spend my future with her and with our children on field playing with horses and flowers... We were supposed to run away on the 3rd of July after her birthday... I couldn't help but feel like I was falling down on a cliff hoping to wake up.

The thirty-first page; Today, the Duke gave me the most cruelest order... To paint her... To paint her dead corpse sitting in front of me. I couldn't help but burst into tears in the middle of process. Looking at her pale skin looking so lifeless, all I can do now is finish painting her... but I couldn't after hearing the oldest sibling laughing on how she struggled while being brutally stabbed. I couldn't do anything... I'm sorry my beloved Y/N, I couldn't full fill our promises, but I do hope we meet in our next life.

After reading that, it took me 10 minutes to read the remaining pages. I sighed, feeling sad because it's like that romance story that was written by Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet. I looked at the last pages, all of them where the finished sketches of her. It was very detailed, I smiled looking at the covered canvas I slowly took the cover off and it I was a girl half painted only, but I still can see how beautiful she was like how my ancestor describe her.

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PART 2 will be posted later!