(Highscool AU) (Book TWO)
(Y/N) Kanroji left everything from her homeland to live in with her older sister, Mitsuri Kanroji. She left her horrid past behind, to start anew. To begin again.
Well... That was the plan, anyways. Her supposed plan was un...
(Y/N) couldn't help but laugh at Elias's sincerity, the tension in the room easing momentarily.
She playfully nudged him and said, "Well, Elias, you do sound serious, but words alone won't be enough. I'll need actual proof before I can consider forgiving you."
Elias chuckled in response, his eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and determination. "Oh, I see. So, what kind of proof do you need? Would giving you another strawberry milk seal the deal?"
(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile forming on her lips. "Hmm, another strawberry milk, huh? Well, it's a start, but you'll need to do better than that, Elias."
Elias mockingly feigned surprise, his hand on his chest. "Oh no, my one secret weapon has failed me! What else can I possibly offer to earn your forgiveness, (Y/N)?"
Elias's mock surprise brought a smile to (Y/N)'s face, easing the tension further. She then responded, "How about you start by telling me about our hometown? What happened while I was gone?"
"Alright-Buckle up then because this is going to take a while." Elias nodded, his eyes filled with fondness as he recounted the happenings in their beloved hometown.
He spoke of the new shops that had opened, the changes in the local community, and the thriving state of her grandparents.
He even mentioned how much the books at school missed her presence.
As they chatted and caught up on the details of their lives, the hours seemed to pass by effortlessly.
(Y/N) retrieved (Favourite Game) from her computer, suggesting they play together.
Laughter filled the room as they competed, reminisced, and embraced the joy of shared moments.
In those hours, (Y/N) and Elias slowly repaired the bond between them.
They discovered the power of genuine conversation, the healing nature of laughter, and the value of being present for one another.
The wounds of the past began to fade as they focused on the present, creating new memories and strengthening their connection.
A few hours later, Mitsuri's voice called out to (Y/N) and Elias, reaching their ears over the sounds of their game. "Elias? Baby Sis~?"
(Y/N) quickly saved their progress and turned to Mitsuri, a smile on her face as she greeted her Nee-San. "Hi Nee-San. What's up?"
Mitsuri entered the room, her eyes twinkling with amusement. She explained the reason for her interruption, saying, "Elias, it's time for you to go. Vivian got a little too carried away and ended up getting drunk."
Both Elias and (Y/N) groaned in protest, reluctant to end their gaming session. (Y/N) playfully whined, "But I'm so close to beating Elias' ass in this game! Can't he stay a bit longer?"
Elias chuckled, a competitive spark lighting up his eyes. "Oh, (Y/N), you're nowhere near defeating me. I've still got a few tricks up my sleeve."
Mitsuri laughed at their playful banter, shaking her head. "As much as I'd love to see the battle between you two continue, Vivian needs Elias right now. Besides, there will be plenty of opportunities for more gaming sessions in the future."
Elias agreed with Mitsuri's suggestion and handed the controllers to (Y/N), playfully saying, "Your sister is right. We'll settle our score next time, monkey-face."
Then he added, "But before I go, how about a little challenge?"
(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Elias's proposition. "What kind of challenge are we talking about, Baron farts-a-lot?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.
Elias looked towards the staircase, a playful glint in his eyes. "A race down the stairs. First one to reach the bottom wins!"
A grin spread across (Y/N)'s face as she accepted the challenge. "Challenge accepted."
With their competitive spirits ignited, (Y/N) and Elias positioned themselves at the top of the stairs.
They shared a brief moment of eye contact, a mix of laughter and determination in their expressions, before they took off, the sound of their footsteps echoing through the house.
Elias and (Y/N) reached the bottom of the stairs, still laughing and playfully messing with each other.
Their joyful moment, however, was abruptly interrupted by a voice that pierced through the air.
Kyojuro's voice called out (Y/N)'s name, his tone filled with a mix of concern and something more unsettling.
"...(Y/N)?"
(Y/N) turned to face Kyojuro, and her smile faltered as she noticed the intensity in his eyes.
It was as if his gaze bore into Elias's very soul, conveying a sense of hostility and an unspoken desire to eradicate him.
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