Ch. 5 only have 3 votes but I want to update for my readers!
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[Lunch Time]

I headed to the rooftop after buying some food. When I was on my way, I collided with guy with brown hair and eyes. His lips were fairly attractive. He looked at me, at first he was obviously angry, but then when he saw my eyes his eyes softened. "Uh-uh, I'm sorry..." He mumbled. And I bowed and when I began to walk, he grabbed my wrist. "Have we met before? Aika?" I gulped, remembering a familiar voice.

"How did you know my name?" I looked at him with cold eyes and leaving coldness on my voice.

"I-I," He shuttered. "I think I saw you before, or maybe play with you before," He said.

"Please rephrase your sentence."

"M-maybe, we were friends."

"Come back when your sure you know me."

I turned my back and continued my way to the rooftop.

That Guy's POV

I'll get her back, back from my embrace.

Azami's POV

I opened the door, only to see an Akashi looking straight at my eyes. "What took you so long?" He asked.

"I encountered a weird guy." I walked towards him and sat beside him, still keeping distance.

"So, start your story now please? About that eye?"

"Can I trust you?"

"You can." He chuckled.

"Why, its like my bad impression on you dissolved. What are you doing to me? How can I trust you?" I asked, giving of a confused tone.

"Tell me, why am I feeling this way? Or maybe can you please explain why you have a bad impression on you even though I should have? You bump into me and you didn't even apologize." He chuckled, jokingly.

I giggled.

"Let me know you first, I'll tell you when I know that I can trust you."

"I'll have to do my ways then." He spoke as he looked up to the sky.

I sighed.

"Maybe I'll give you little information about this. Accidents. Fake. Trauma." I said as I felt my eyes get teary. Remembering those sad times.

"How did you move forward then?"

"I, I moved on my own." I hesitated.

"Ah," He gasped.

"Now, your wrist watch. Who gave you that?" He asked as he grabbed my wrist, and looked through it. "Personalized?"

"Yes."

"Who gave you that?"

Well, shall I tease this guy?

I rested my head on his shoulder.

"My ex-boyfriend." I closed my eyes.

"Please don't consider your childhood friend like that." I chuckled.

"That was just a joke. My childhood friend gave me this. I kept it, treasure it, even though he left me, I still love him. Or maybe that was the past."

"I-" He was cutted by the bell ringing, cue for the last 5 minutes of lunch time.

"Lets go." I stood.

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Its a short chappie, after all. Only asking for 3 votes. 😂