❝ Impress me, empress.❞
The words had been said.
A demand?
Or simply, a request?
One treasured love
and thought of it as a strength.
The other loathed love
and thought of it as a weakness.
Then later, he knew.
But he just smiled
as a part of him die...
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[ Akashi's POV ]
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"Sei-chan…?"
ㅤ "Sei-chan??"
ㅤ "SEI-CHAN!!"
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My thoughts… scattered. Stupendous, Mibuchi.
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"Yes?" I replied briefly, not in the mood for having a conversation as I tried to regain every piece of my scattered thoughts. They were precious. ㅤ
"You were daydreaming on that fast-running mode!!" Mibuchi explained, nearly shrieked out, "It scared me! You could've fallen and hurt yourself, Sei-chan!"
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"…Oh. You're right," I assented, looking at the numbers on the screen, "thanks for telling me," I quickly turned it off and grabbed a towel Mibuchi had prepared for me. ㅤ
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ㅤ No wonder I was sweating so hard, I was running on a treadmill. I forgot that I was doing my daily workout routine. What a rare occasion.
ㅤ "Glad I checked you on time," Mibuchi let out a relieved breath and waited for me to get done. ㅤ
"Hm," I simply nodded while drying my hair with the towel. My thoughts had already wondered again as I walked out of the gym to get some fresh air. ㅤ
"You've been so into your own world these days, Sei-chan…," Mibuchi said, suddenly followed me behind. "Is there anything I can help? You look… troubled... and I'm worried." ㅤ
