sorry (Y/N)s!
we can't make that kiss a reality

we don't want dante dying in the
hands of your alessio, right? 🥴

it's too soon for that.

==== Chapter 25   [ Part 1 ] =====

November 7, 2019

Thursday

It was recess.

Just like any other day, a certain friend group were crowded together in one corner of the classroom. Phones in their hands; they were focused playing some MMORPG game.

However, every once in a while, they would still allow themselves to engage with one another.

Whether it be cracking out jokes or sharing an interesting story to one another, it's obvious that the gang is having the time of their life. So much that it almost appears that nothing or no one can snatch it from them.

Well, that is they were wrong.

They were so occupied with their moment of leisure that they failed to notice a certain blondie angrily marching towards their group.

An extreme murderous intent roll off his tall stature; he had already curled his hand into a fist that would strike one of the faces of the people he utterly loathed.

*Smack*

Luis wasn't even given the moment to grasp his presence; he fell from his seat. His android phone dropping hard to the ground as his hands instinctively fly to his smacked face to caress it.

"What the heck, bro?!"

"Don't fucking call me bro! We're not fucking close, you shithead!" Dante snapped as he began pummeling the boy in his fit of rage.

While Luis has a lot of friends in his group, they were quite useless. They didn't bother to save him as they only shortly stare at the chaos in terror. Then, they cruelly settle their attention on their MMORPG game yet again, focusing on winning.

They can't afford to abandon the battlefield and destroy their victory streak just for the sake of friendship; losing would be a devastating hit for them.

Luis doesn't blame then though; even he prioritizes his game more than his self. So he allows them to go on, searching for anyone else that might be kind enough to lend him a hand.

His eyes land on a certain girl.

(Y/N)!

Ia notices the commotion and his pleading eyes.

Concern she is, she does not dare to come close to them as she too was scared of what Dante might do to her. Instead, she leaves the room in a hurry— running and looking for someone that can truly help Luis to get out of that terrible situation.

xoxoxo

Dante grumbled on his breath, angry that he wasn't given the opportunity to beat that cunt's face into fucking black and blue.

He was just about to, but that bitch who had the same name as yours called the damn teachers.

Dante was only able to inflict a few punches before he was grabbed by the teachers and pulled away from that prankster—  who, by the way, was laughing so annoyingly.

"Damn.. I should've known that you'll sneak up on me," Luis mutters while he wipes a blood on the corner of his lips, still with that casual smile plastered on his face.

"I should have brought my baseball bat with me." The man shakes his head to himself before turning his attention to the girl with a grateful smile.

"By the way, thanks for helping."

Ia nods; though her brown eyes are only focused on the violent perpetrator. Violent he is, but she still finds it rather charming.

It's funny how she hated him that first time they hold a conversation. Since she was so enraged with Dante that moment, she decided that she will never dare ever cross paths with him.

But, in the end, here she is now.

She is always — just always — making opportunties to cross paths with Dante. She does not want to admit it to anyone but she kinda likes him. A bit. Well, she always has a thing on bad boys.

Maybe that's why Ia's so envious of you.

How you can be so close to Dante even when you already have a boyfriend that always cling to you.

Aren't you such a whore?

Her heart flutters when those oceanic-blue eyes turn towards her.

"Bitch!" he angrily screams as he attempts lashing out on her.

The teachers holds him back, but Ia strangely wishes that they don't.

Not that she wants to be beaten up by him, she just wants him to get close to her again, desiring for that physical intimacy even only for a second.

Who knows, maybe he'll also start to like her like he did with (Y/N) when he realizes that she is also trying to be brave with him even she's also scared as fuck. Maybe he'll begin to appreciate it and takes her existence as more special than that dull whore.

"Geez, bro. Calm down."

Luis rolls his eyes as he comes to Ia's side, placing a hand on her shoulder before giving him that taunting.

"And I thought you like (Y/N) enough for you to dream wet dreams of her..." His fucking noisy mouth says, not bothered by the possibility that he might just be murdered by Dante in the future.

Luis even has an evidence, revealing to the witnesses the video he managed to capture a few days before.

There's no denying...

He said (Y/N) out loud in his sleep.

Dante's blue eyes widen while he begins to desperately deny Luis's claims. However, that does not go well for him when the people starts to murmur among themselves, wondering if Dante likes the other (Y/N) instead.

The (Y/N) who has a boyfriend....

And the (Y/N) who is infamously known to be the whore of the school.

"Oh my god... (Y/N)..."

"He likes (Y/N).."

"She's really a slut, isn't she?"

No... No...

Dante Luchyes grits his teeth, not wanting to tarnish the reputation of his friend even further. He clenches his fist while he glares at these two people. What is he supposed to do? To say?

Well, fuck it!

"I don't like (Y/N) (L/N)!" he struggles to say the lie, but he manages to, even screaming it for these fucking cunts to hear.

"Sure, you might have a video; but that doesn't prove the identity of the (Y/N) I like. Plus she's kinda stupid, and I am not stupid to covet someone who has someone, so nope— it's totally not fucking her."

"They just fucking have the same names, but she's much better and prettier. And, best of all, she's single!" Dante says as he glares at all of them.

Luis laughs, knowing that he's completely lying. But hey, he's having fun; so he continues to play along. "Oh, nice. Then who's that (Y/N)? What's her last name?"

He grins, winking, which frustrates Dante a lot.

Luis expected him to lie and just say (Y/N) Ia, so everything can be over already; but too bad for the class clown though, there is simply no way that Dante would dare to utter the bitch's name beside him.

"None of your business!" Dante snaps.

That still did the trick though.

There are only two (Y/N)s in this school. It's either you or Ia. Everyone turns to the girl beside Luis; looks of wonder on their faces.

The girl turns red as she starts to fiddle with her shirt. The blonde haired man scoffs in anger, reprimanding himself for his stupid actions.

Why? — just why— in the fucking world did he even dream of you?