°•---------------•° "The hell did I ever do to you?!", Kagami screamed as she tried not to cry. The Brunette clutched her stomach as she pathetically attempted to block Yasahiro from hurting her further "Aww... Kagami, are you crying?" Yasahiro asked the sobbing girl with fake empathy, forcing her to look him in the eyes. His periwinkle hues gazed over her face, his smirk only widening into a sadistic grin. Kagami's Chestnut bangs along with her pale face were stained with her own disgusting crimson blood, her soft, chocolate colored eyes glaring cold daggers at the man she thought she loved. "Dear Kagami, ", he started. Oh how much Kagami wished she could punch that stupid grin right off of his equally stupid face. "It seems we are in the same position as we were years ago... only this time, you can't call for help. " °•----------•° Kagami Ottawa, 17 and 2nd year at Akashima High, always found Yasahiro Fujisama a mystery. Because his parents owned the primary school, the spoiled brat did anything he wanted to without consequences. She was always his main target, having sand kicked into her face in the sandbox, in winter, when it snowed, she always feared to get another ice ball to the head. But the thing that she hated the most about him, was the stupid grin he had on while doing it. She didn't do anything in particular to make him hate her, so why did he? once they moved on to Middle school, she was finally glad to finally have gotten away from him.But little did she know that just because she escaped from his tyranny in Primary school, didn't mean she was rid of him forever... °•------------•°