POV (Point of View)

Chapter 71: Two

TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains explicit languages, acts of violence, use of sharp objects, and smut. A viewer discretion is advised.

a/n: Hey, y'all. So sorry I didn't put a warning in the previous chapter. I wanted to surprise all of you of what to expect. Anyway, please enjoy this chapter...while you still can. 

The faint smell of fried eggs started to awaken a certain man who slowly caught a whiff and opened his eyes. It's already morning and for some reason, he feels incredible. Though he noticed that no one is beside him.

"Four-eyes...?" He calls out while putting on his shirt and pants. He stood from the bed and walked out of Sarina's room where he spent the night. When he got out, he sees her at the kitchen with her back turned, chopping something.

Smiling, he walked closer to her and snaked his arms around her waist.

"Hey, why are you up so ear—Urgh!" But before he could finish his question, the black-haired woman quickly turned around and the next thing he knew, he felt something pierce his stomach.

"Oww..." He starts walking backwards while looking at the kitchen knife...that is now planted so deeply in his stomach.

"Fuck..." He says painfully again before meeting eyes with the person whom he didn't expect would do this to him. But in her usually gleeful and warm green orbs, he sees...hatred and pain.

"Sa...rina...?" He says, frowning, upon seeing her grab another knife before turning to him with murderous intent.

"Die, you murderer!" And that's what she says before sprinting quickly towards him.

"Hah!" Rindou gasped loudly before batting his eyes open and forcibly took his seat. He quickly reached for his stomach...and there was nothing there. That's when he finally noticed that it was still dark outside and turned to the clock at the side of the bed.

3:15 AM

He turned around on the other side of the bed, and sees a black-haired woman under her sheets, with her back turned from him, hugging a green Kerropi stuff toy, deeply asleep. He didn't expect it but he felt immense comfort seeing her relaxed and sound. Not to mention...as naked as him. He leaned down and hugged her from behind.

From that view, he sees her rosy birthmark found at the right side of her back from up close again like last night. He could feel her warm, her smooth skin-- he could feel her everything. Indeed, this feels more real and better than his dream.

Thank goodness that was just a dream. I don't know what I'll do if she finds out about the truth and starts to hate me.