Gopal's pov
Dun! Dun! Dan!
"Ceh, piece of cake."
Daran! Dan! Dan! Dun!
My fingers gracefully danced around the keys of the piano.
Classical music. My favorite genre. It was such a delight to play it.
My eyes were closed as I listened attentively to how hard and how soft I pressed the keys; black and white, creating harmony and balance in the piece.
Dun! Du-- *RING!*
My fingers strayed away from their path as my phone rang.
"Agh! Such a bother!" I thought, answering the call
"Hello?"
"Gopal. Have you eaten?"
***
I tied the laces of my rubber shoes tightly, then wore a heavy jacket on. It was sure cold today.
Where was I going?
Well, someone very important gave me a call.
Who?
The woman who gave me a chance to live.
***
Her lips were tinted in a rosy-pink shade; glimmering in a way as it curved upwards.
"Long time no see.." She greeted, and as always, she looked so stunning. I smiled back,
"So you've returned, Ms. Ya."
"Yeah." She chuckled, closing the door behind me and leading me to the kitchen. Her home was a majestic palace-like mansion.
I watched as the the fire lit-candles on the chandelier flashed and twinkled.
"Which do you prefer? Steak or Salmon?"
"Woah" I thought. She had an expensive taste. Im surprised I havent even gotten used to it though.
"Anything, Lady Ya."
"Both it is then." She giggled, calling her butler over and sitting on one of the white, modern chairs; and um.. you could tell how costly it is.
I took a seat as well.
"And please, just call me Yaya." She mentioned out of nowhere.
I slightly jolted, "Y-yaya? You mean.." I bit my lip, "I thought you hated that nickname."
"Ah, yes.." Her dark brown orbs always displayed a glint of melancholy in them.
"He did give me that, didn't he?"
"Yeah.."
-FLASHBACK-
Yaya: Im still upset, you know.
Boboiboy: hey~ I apologized already..
Yaya: like I'll ever forgive you! --For eating my fries!
Boboiboy: *sweatdrops* Sorry.. I was just starving..
Yaya: *pouts*
((A/N: cutie~))
Boboiboy: oh come on Ya, Dad has been giving me a hard time lately; training me to become the "Rightful heir" to our family business.
Yaya: ..I know
Boboiboy: plus I had no idea those tasty-looking fries were yours! Look, Im sorry already.
Yaya: hmp! Doesnt seem like it!
Boboiboy: eehhhhh???
Yaya: buy me more fwwiieess!!
Boboiboy: whaaattt???
Yaya: ish Boboiboy its your fault, so buy me a replacement! Those poor potatoes in your acidic stomach~
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Criminals! (Boboiboy fanfic)
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