Karma x Reader || Appearances

|18| Realization

(Your POV)

"So, who are you again?" The guard at the gate asked.

"I'm (L/N) (Y/N)," you replied, clutching the strap of your backpack tightly.

"And you say you're here to visit Himura?" He arched an eyebrow.

"Uh... yes," you stammered nervously, vigorously nodding your head. He sure was intimidating...

Had it been a good idea to come? Maybe you should have waited until the weekend and not just go after school. You were still wearing your school uniform and maybe the guard wasn't taking you seriously because of it.

"And you say you're his friend?" He asked skeptically.

"Yeah," you nodded your head once again.

"And why would I believe you?" He crossed his arms against his chest.

"Please sir," you pouted, your eyes travelling up to meet his. "I really need to talk to him," you continued, making use of your acting skills. "I've had to come a long way to get here... I-I missed the train and I had to wait for about 30 minutes and then I nearly got mugged since I was all alone... Please, sir, don't make this be a pointless trip," you finally said, giving him a sad, innocent smile, something you had learnt from Kaori.

"Alright, alright," he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he finally gave in to your pleas. Without even sparing a glance, he dialled a number on a weird device that reminded you of an old telephone or a weird walkie-talkie. "Good evening mister Himura," he greeted a few seconds later, "I have a girl here who says you know each other... Her name?" The guard turned around to look at you, arching one of his eyebrows.

"(L/N) (Y/N)," you said.

"(L/N) (Y/N)," he repeated. "Huh?... Really?... I'm sorry... I see... Okay, sorry for disturbing you."

The man hung up and turned his attention towards you as you couldn't help but fight a smile. It looked like this trip wasn't in vain.

"I'm sorry miss (L/N)," he began to apologize for what you supposed was his skeptical behaviour, "but he doesn't know who you are," he added, his tone of voice harsh and rude.

"What?!" You couldn't help but yell in disbelief.

That couldn't be possible.

"You-You must have dialed the wrong house," you said in panic as you stood on your tiptoes, trying to take a peek at the device he had used to contact Kaori.

"No," he shook his head.

"But... but that can't be right," you tried to argue back. "I swear we really know each other. We... he... he's my boyfriend," you suddenly shouted, grimacing internally at what you had just said. It was the only thing you could think of... It was your last resource. "We just got into a fight... that's it," you smiled nervously as you tried to justify yourself.

"Yeah, sure," he smirked, "and I'm a princess," he rolled his eyes, his words laced with sarcasm.

"But there has to be a problem," you continued insisting. "The other day I went to his house... I was inside a black car with tinted windows and-"

"Miss, you'll have to leave or I'll call the cops," he warned, his tone cold and icy.

"I...I..." you bit your bottom lip as you looked down at the floor.

Now what?

"I'm sorry for wasting your time," you apologized with your head hung low, "I'll be leaving."

You sadly turned around as you headed back home. You couldn't believe what had just happened! Did he really say he didn't know who you were? You felt betrayed. He had suddenly brushed you off like you were nothing. You weren't even mad at him in the first place. Yes, it had bothered you that he had tried to kiss you again, but you had forgiven him. Even if he was drunk, he was sober enough to respect your boundaries and he really seemed sorry.