Boy With Luv, Haitani Rindou

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CHAPTER 0

What does it feel like when you're already taken but you love another woman that you feel special when you are with her?

Sounds weird right? But you can't blame him, he doesn't feel love for his current girlfriend, Aiya.  You will always ask why, what's the reason why?

Thats because Aiya doesn't really love Haitani Rindou, she only wants fame and to be up like a queen in the school, she is a bully, a hooker, and playgirl. That's her.

Why didn't Rindou break up with her? Is he scared to lose  her? The answer is no, he isn't scared if he loses her because he knows that Aiya is only using him and he doesnt care at all.

Having a toxic relationship with Aiya is a pain in ass for Rindou, they always argue into small things but Aiya always puts more fire on their fights that are also the cause of their breaking up. 

Rindou is now free to go out every night with his brother, doing what he wants to do without any obstacles. No fights,  no arguments every day. Enjoying his freedom.

Until one day, going to school with his brother as usual a lady walked with them that made him stare at her. She had long black curly hair, the lady had a face mask on her face that they didn't know but he knew she was a new student.

He did not realize that he stared at the girl for a long time, until the woman looked at him as well, the girl politely gave him a bow and continued walking with them. Until they entered their classroom but Rindou was the first and the girl was next.

Rindou was a little annoyed because he thought the woman was following him but he didn't know this woman was his new classmate. He sat in his chair and the woman in turn sat by his side without anyone sitting.

He looked again at a girl next to him up close, he could see her beauty even though she was still wearing a face mask. Rindou clears his throat to catch the lady’s attention and look at him.

“Uh hi, are you new here?” Rindou said while looking at her blankly, he didn't mean to be cold but he wanted to.

“Ah yes, also i'm sorry about earlier i followed you, i ask the old man earlier and he told me to just follow you because we are the same scholl going to so i followed you”  She said, rindou give her a small smile as he heard her speak, he didn't expected that she will answer him though.
“It's fine at least you have reached where you are going, and if you don't mind what's your name?” Rindou asked again but this time the woman got something in her bag. She took out the alcohol and sprayed it in her hand before staring up at Rindou again.

“A-ah Im sorry, Im Sakusa Kasumi, you can call me sumi or what” She said before giving her hand.

“Haitani Rindou, just call me Rindou, curly” shaking her hand and stared at the board.

“Huh? Curly?” Kasumi was confused but she didn't get an answer. Instead a woman pushed up on her seat made her flinch and Rindou immediately looked up and saw someone he didn't want to see. Aiya his Ex-girlfriend

“What are you doing Aiya? Did you see someone sitting there and you push her suddenly?” he irritatedly said, not looking at Aiya.

“Is it bad to sit with my boyfriend? And why are you talking to her? Who is she? Is she your new whore?” Aiya said.

Rindou stared at her and held her jaw tightly. “I'm not your boyfriend anymore Aiya did you forget? And none of your business if I talk to her, you should ask her name if you want to know her, not me, and last probably soon or later right curly?” removing his hand on Aiya and looking at Kasumi who was watching them.

“Mmh why soon or later you can take me now, right now?” Kasumi said with a smirk on her face but luckily she's wearing a face mask.

Aiya rolled her eyes and walked away to their seat, as Kasumi sprayed some alcohol on her chair and cleaned it before sitting. Rindou watches her movements until someone comes to his thoughts and asks the woman.

“Why are you wearing a face mask, do you feel hot?” He asks like nothing happened earlier.

“Because I don't want you to fall on me” she teases and stares at him but RIndou suddenly removes his mask.

“Holy fuck!”