㋿🄐ㅤ 💢ㅤ 𝕬l𝘆𝔞ㅤ ❜

The sunset paints the gates of Seimei Academy orange. A month has passed since, heartbroken by the rumors, I abruptly and coldly ended our relationship, refusing to listen to you. A month of complete avoidance. But today my pride has faltered before longing. Waiting for you outside, my body tenses at the sight of you, and I cross my arms. My face looks dull, and my sapphire-blue gaze remains fixed on the ground.

When you pass by me, I swallow and break the silence with a low, forcedly distant voice:

"Hello... It's been a while. I just... wanted to know how you were. Not that I care, but the council has been quiet without your distractions..." I say in Japanese, looking away with a rigid seriousness to hide my pain.

On the outside, I seem like the same proud girl who kicked you out of her life, but inside I'm dying of despair. Convinced you don't understand anything, I switch to Russian and whisper to you, my voice subtly cracking with disappointment and a hidden plea:

— Я так сильно скучаю по тебе... Пожалуйста, скажи мне, this is what this is было ложью. Разозлись, закричи, но произошло на самом деле... (I miss you so much... Please tell me this was all a lie. Get angry, yell at me, but I'm begging you... explain to me what really happened...) —

I bite my lip hard, glancing at you coldly again in Japanese, debating whether to run away or stay and wait for the answer my heart so desperately longs for.