"ωнσ αяє уσυ ?" (ᴅɪᴀʙᴏʟɪᴋ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ)

【１５】

But if it was not a dream then what was it ? This is the second time it happened, where a dream felt so real that it can be easily considered a reality and the first time it occurred, it was not a dream or anything but a memory, a memory of Irina.

So is this a memory of hers too ? I don't think so , there is a vast difference between both of them and instead of a memory, it felt more like a nightmare, a never ending nightmare.

The fact that I am sitting here alive in one piece, makes it clear that none of it happened in reality but even if I pass it off as a nightmare, the question remains, why did I see experience something like that and why did that voice feel so familiar ?

Is it because I am occupying Irina's body that even her dreams and memories feel so close to me ?

Even if that's true, then why did she dream of something like this ?

What did she go through to have such nightmares ?

What happened to her and why ?

Just tell me Irina, Who are you ?

Marching my way through the buzzing hallway, I made my way to the cafeteria to meet Sayuri, who I had called earlier before leaving the infirmary for the break. I did not go to the classroom nor I was planning to go there any time soon after what happened.

I did not have courage nor time to face my classmates and answer their incessant questions. Its so annoying that despite vowing myself not to attract any attention and stay away from troubling and messy situation, I somehow still manage to do it.

Busy in my thoughts, I did not where I was going and accidently bump into someone but luckily no one fell.

"Watch where you are going" a stern voice replied with a hint of irritation.

"Oh yes, I am sorry for bumping into y-" Apologising I looked up, wishing I never did that and just went my merry way without looking back.

Light purple hair and lavender eyes with visible dark undertones beneath them , mostly due to lack of sleep. A short and thin build making him much more younger than he should actually look.

But don't get confused by his childlike appearance because behind that innocent façade hides an eccentric monster who would rip you apart in matter of seconds if you dare to go against his wishes.

With a visible scowl present on his beautiful face and eyes that spoke nothing but malicious intentions, along with his lifelong companion, a brown teddy bear dressed in pink clothes with a black eyepatch, the one that stood in front of me was none other than him, the 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕘𝕝𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕪, 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢.

Snapping out of my thoughts, I quickly bowed to him and hurried my way out of there, not bothering to see his reaction. Just my luck to bump into the most unstable brother right after I experienced that horrible nightmare, maybe I should just ask the doctor to let me go home early because I don't think I would be able to deal with both, the brothers and nightmares at the same time.

Next thing I know, I am already lying dead in one the corners in the school because I accidently said something foolish in a wrong place.

Grumbling under my breath while walking towards the cafeteria, I remained ignorant to all the hostile thoughts going inside a certain purple head's mind.

Kanato Sakamaki was beyond exasperated because of what happened just a few minutes ago.

A dirty and lowly human dared to touch him and on top of that, that person didn't even seemed sorry and only gave out a half assed apology before running away. If it weren't for the people around, he would have gladly grabbed her by the hair, making her apologize repeatedly for bumping into him and then rip out her throat and leave her for the dead.

Sadly, he wasn't able to do that but he promised, the next time she ever bumps into him, he would make sure that she doesn't live to see another day.

Walking back to his classroom, Kanato instantly stopped when he realised something about the girl in question. He turned around once again, and started looking for her through the crowd but the girl was nowhere in sight.

Huffing to himself, he continued on his way, obviously disappointed for not being able to confirm his suspicions.

"Just wait, I will get to you next time."