that moment when y/n l/n decided to follow her dream job with the help of her friend to help her partner from his illness. but in an unexpected time, she found herself entering her past job, without knowing Haitani Ran would be her executive. howeve...
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LIFE is hard. Sometimes you'd never want to settle in your existence anymore after so many difficult situations because of how tough it is to even overcome them. Destiny decides your future, how can you win against it when you're just a mere woman that suffered vastly back then?
Leaving the table, you went out from the place while the other people let you, even Haitani Ran. You just want to take a breath because the view of the gun a while ago was suffocating you to the point where you suddenly snatched the inhaler in the bag to prevent your asthma from going out.
Evicting a slow deep breath, you closed your eyes. Your feet just took you to a garden full of flowers. Furthermore, you could see a lot of lights embellished through them. The view of it comforted you exceptionally well.
You removed your mask so you could breathe properly.
"Y/n, you have to leave." the psychiatrist recommended, "He has a gun... and your bruises. I couldn't help you with that but I think you should leave that place right away. It's going to destroy your cognitive health." she held your hand and brushed it softly.
You shrugged and waggled your head.
Remembering that traumatic episode of your history will not do anything. Regardless of that event, it simply made you stronger than ever because you could just easily forget them right away.
It wasn't like before that you couldn't sleep at night, nightmares haunting you every time you take a rest, and worst, you can't go out of your bedroom because of those fear and anxiety that he caused you to get into that devastating state. That led to your boyfriend, getting admitted to the hospital.
"What does a fine lady doing in the middle of the night?"
You turned your head at the side, just to see a long-white-haired man with a tattoo engraved on the left viewpoint of his head. Flickering your brown eyes as it went eager that resulted in the male to eject a distinct laugh.
