‹𝟹 ━━ ❝ 𝗜 𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗞𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢
𝗠𝗬 𝗠𝗢𝗠 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨, 𝗕𝗬
𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗬. ❞
002. ﹒ 𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍﹗
╰┈➤ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 the class president, the smartest among their batch, was paired with the class clown, a person who can't take her stu...
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ch. twenty-two - What truly happened "I'm all yours."
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I felt a burning rage of jealousy when I saw her and Heizou walk into that room together. Not to mention, I was worried too. Who knows what Heizou might do to her? Not that I don't trust Heizou, but I don't trust people combined with alcohol.
"Fuck, is it seven minutes yet?" I asked Childe, who was standing beside me. He was leaning on the wall, holding his phone while managing the time. Beside him was me, sitting on the floor and looking so anxious.
"Calm down. It's barely a minute," Childe responded, waving his hands in the air. This game was a bad idea. That's why I was opposed to playing this. Not that I hate this game, but I hate the fact that the bottle didn't pick me and her.
Who knows what they could be doing now?
My blood was boiling, rage filling me in. I wanted to go there and open the closet and yell at the whole world that no one is allowed to touch [y/n]. My [y/n].
"Is it seven minutes yet?" I asked Childe once more. I knew it wasn't. But I kept on wishing that it was. I wanted time to move faster.
"Ugh, no. It's been two minutes," Childe responded. And that was it. That was enough. I stood up from my seat and walked hastily.
I could hear Childe's murmurs of telling me not to go there, for I'd break the rule. Does it look like I even care? I didn't want to play this game, anyway.
My [y/n] could be getting fucked any minute by now, and I don't want that. I want to be the one to do that, at the right time, of course.
