➥𝗙𝗔C𝗔𝗗𝗘 𝗛.𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗭𝗨

014

"I can't, it was a one time thing," I mumbled but he seemed confused by my answer. "I thought you wanted to try again?"

"I did, but I value my health more, I don't want to get ad–"

"Relax, you won't get addicted." He sighed and took my hand in his. "Sanzu, where are we going?"

"Skipping."

Once we made it outside, I glared at him.
"I don't want to skip to do drugs." She said with a clear hint of annoyance, but he didn't mind her reaction. "I just want to talk." He leaned against the wall, his hands in his pockets while she crossed her arms and waited for a response.

"I'm not forcing you to do drugs, you're overreacting, Y/N. If you can't handle it then just tell me, I'm not trying to make you feel uncomfortable. I know you're sensitive."

"I'm not sensitive! And I'm not overreacting."

He gave her that look, which made her groan beneath him. "Fine, I guess I'm overreacting a little bit." He cleared his throat with a smile. "You don't have to be ashamed of admitting you're sensitive, it's fine Y/N, I won't jud–"

She slapped a hand over his mouth, glaring. "Call me sensitive again and I'll slap you." She slowly removed her hand and he took a nervous breath. "You're a nice girl, you care for others, even when it puts you down. You're intelligent too, but sometimes, situations stress you out and you try to bury how you feel. But, I notice."

She smiled. She just couldn't help but admire his skills of being able to read someone so clearly. "You're intelligent
Y/N, but you're not enough to know when someone is using you."

She glanced at him confused. "What do you mean? Who's using me, quit talking nonsense, Haruchiyo." He almost laughed, but he pitied her. "You don't have to do drugs with me, I just wanted you to enjoy something. I know it's what they all say, but I'm not an addict and I have self-control, and if you're inferior in those subjects then–"

Clearing her throat, he halted just to look at her. "Fine, I'll do it."

"I'm not forcing you." He quickly replied, and she nodded at her own choices. "I know, I'm doing this on my own free will."

•

They walked to his apartment while she stayed on the low. There was always a chance that her mom could be out in public, and Y/N could get caught.

Sanzu thought she was overreacting. Once they made it there, Y/N ascended the stairs with a quick pace, which made him laugh. "What's got you in a hurry?" He asked while unlocking his door, Y/N eyeing him apprehensively before entering the apartment.

"Why the fuck is it so dark in here?"
Y/N cut on a switch and he cut on another. The apartment came into view and she looked around in awe.  "It's so... luxurious." She mumbled, still stuck in place at the sheer luxury. "How rich are you?!" She asked genuinely, but he simply shrugged. "It's not that important." He quietly answered but she shook her head. "Not that important? You're literally rich!"

She exclaimed, continuing to look around. "I thought you would be... I dunno–"

"You thought I was poor? Ouch, that hurts." He slightly laughed but she shook her head in disagreement. "I never thought you were poor, just... average." He nodded as he led her down a hallway. On the way to his room, he gave her a tour of the apartment.

"It's small from the outside, how the fuck is it so spacious on the inside?" She said to herself as they approached a door. "This is my bedroom." He stated as they entered, but she couldn't be less surprised.