A/N: I have fallen for this ost piece ^ Dark and eerie, yet it holds a lot of emotions within itself that it keeps surging out to you. (Keeps pressing the repeat button for the umpteenth time.)
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Previously:
"What are you actually here for?" I cut straight to the point.
"Like I said, I just came out to have a breather."
"Liar!" I snapped, my eyes wide open with fury and fear. Anger at him for who he is, yet fear for what he would do if my guard was down, "You won't come here to just have a walk or take time away from work business. Much less this far from your building." I glared harder at him, my words hissing out through my clenched teeth, "What is your actual reason for coming so close to the Agency? To get me back again, is it?"
He didn't reply; nor did he even move a muscle. His steady dark gaze has never once moved away from mine. As such, I was the opposite. My eyes were filled with much emotions. Most being negative ones.
"Before I call for the rest to come over this instance," I fished out my phone immediately, "you better tell me what you're here for..."
My lips moved as I called the person's name, my tone dripping with venom, my eyes glaring daggers at him.
Tsukiyomi's P.O.V
"...Mori." I said, finishing my sentence.
He looked around himself for a few seconds before turning towards the dim alleyway. Pointing his thumb to the passage, he asked me to come along with him. "I won't do anything. I just have something I want to pass on to you." He then signalled me, asking me to follow him as he walked into the passageway.
'You won't do anything? Bullshit.' I cursed him in my mind. With a grim look on my face, I hesitantly followed behind him after keeping my phone in my pocket.
The alleyway wasn't dark enough to disable sight, nor was it too foul-smelling or grimy. It was big and wide enough for us to fight and brawl each other moreover.
When Mori stopped in his tracks, I stopped along too. I did not want the distance that we have between ourselves to decrease even the slightest bit. It was more meant for me.
As each second passed, I could feel the intensity making my senses dull. But I won't back down. "I followed you, so explain yourself. Now. What do you want Mori?"
"No '-san' hmn?" He turned around and faced me, his red scarf flowing in the wind when he turned. A small breeze blew through the passage, creating a small draft of wind.
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A Second Chance
FanfictionDiscarded by her family and friends, having blood staining her two hands after killings, getting hunted down by the Port Mafia. What could be more worse for Tsukiyomi Akira in this world? Wandering around as she tries to run from those who comes aft...
