💠 "Happy"

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She smiled- quite a genuine one if she'd say so herself. It was different from the fraud ones she'd give to her bosses and the annoying interns god cursed her. The announcement of her engagement to Daiki led to a grand celebration meant for their wedding day. The reason being two powerful heirs have fallen in love, saving both families from the trouble of convincing them into an arranged marriage.

"Daiki!" She squealed followed by giggles when he wrapped his arms around her torso to lift her up. Her pleas for him to stop in between her laughs slowly caught her families attention. Had a boy from a 'lower class' did the same regardless of her being in love with him or not, her bodyguards would've beaten him black and blue before throwing him out of their estate. Straight to Tokyo Bay is where he would've landed.

Her mother surrounded by her circle of friends adorned with the fanciest looking crystals they could get their hands on the latest bags from designers they can't even pronounce turned back to their conversation. "I see that your [Y/n] has been groomed to perfection. "

"I have no regrets of forcing to throw away that acceptance letter from that music school."

Her dad then followed. "She'd be living in a dump had she become a musician."

The hands above Daiki's went limp. Those new form of insults, hiding behind a mask called 'concern' never failed to disappoint her. She didn't throw that acceptance letter away, her mom did. Into the fire pit. "Daiki, I wanna sleep now."

Being as lustful as ever he thought that she was suggesting something else rather than just sleeping. Just as he was about to bite her neck, she removed his arms from her torso and walked inside.

She walked past her grandfather's grand piano. Just like everyone else in the mansion. It's been nearly a decade since she's last played. A long time ago since she's turned her back on her dreams of playing in theaters.

She stood in front of the piano, not looking at it but contemplating whether she'd let the best of her desire and walk over to it and play a piece she loved dearly. Then her shoulders slumped and she turned back. Heels clicking against the marble floors.

It was enough that her grandfather was the last one to sit on the stool and play merrily with her grandmother singing beside him. There was no point in playing for tone-deaf people. She made her decision and walked straight ahead, reassuring herself that Aomine came into her life to replace the sadness music caused her with happiness.

A lie so perfect and believable that it made her believe that she reached the epitome of life's happiness.

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"Daiki let's go on a vacation on our wedding!" She exclaimed, allowing herself in his office. For an office facing the year-end's deadline, she was awfully happy despite the heavy burden of paperwork her fiance threw at her to translate.

However, being the vice-president never had its perks. "I'm busy. Get out,[Y/N]!"

"Is it wrong to visit my fiance amidst of all terrible things? Lighten up will ya, it'll all be gone even before you can imagine it." She placed all of the finished documents on his desk with a loud 'thud!' to bring him out of the hole he succumbed to. He looked up at her with his life-threatening glares.

"I've translated everything that you needed, talked to the investors outside Japan. Then I managed to score potential shareholders from Europe! Daiki, isn't that cool?"

"You're only the Head of the Foreign Affairs Department. Unlike us, all you have to do is sit around and translate."

Those words were enough to wipe off the smile of her face and make her shoulders slump down in disappointment. Tadashi, his assistant, didn't fail to notice the change in emotions despite the hell of scheduling meetings his boss gave him. Just as she was about to leave him with something equally painful as his words an employee standing coyly by the open door knocked.

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