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Author's POV

There was awkward silence between the two of you.





How could Satoru, your brother, your Toru-ni leave you with him?






You were looking the other way with both of your hands folded in front of your chest as usual.






You didn't understand how your head could go breserk just by standing beside him, how can you be this angry at him? and how long was it lasting?







Satoru had gone to get some entrance tickets and the line was never ending.









"Highschool Y/n, compared to your college self now, I'm wowed by the difference." He spoke.








God you hated the way he says your name.







You ignored him, finding no benefits at all to even talk to him or give even just a little ounce of attention to him.






"What did I do to you?" Yeah, that was the question of the year.






What did he ever do to you to make you hate him this much?






It made you think, and then it came to you. 







"Just by existing." You finally turned around to meet his eyes, your gaze narrowing, "Ruining my life back then."







"How? You're being an imature brat, you know that?" Suguru exclaims, venom spitting at the end of his tongue.






You paused for a second before thinking about the right words to say, "I just want to ignore you, I don't want to be near you at all because thinking about those times back then, I hated looking at myself for stooping that low."







That took Suguru by a storm, now he can see it. You didn't hate him or what he did, you just hated the version of yourself when you were with him.







"Or maybe." His eyes widened at the realization, "You fell for me didn't you."








"What the fuck?" You asked in complete utter confusion.








You didn't even come to realize that, you had never ever looked at him as a good boyfriend, a good fucker maybe but a boyfriend? 








"Just admit it, babydoll. You can't resist me." Now he just became cocky, Suguru wasn't serious, he just wanted to tease the fuck out of you, and it made the voice at the back of his head say, maybe then he could get a taste of those lips that spur the nastiest words at him again.






That nickname, it made you remember about the nightmare and it sends shivers down your spine, you cringed maybe? or were you flustered?








"You're unbelievable." You say with a roll of your eyes.








"I'd give it a week or two." 







"What?"








"This whole I'm pretending I hate you but I'm actually sexually frustrated situation." He smirks down at you.