𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸: 𝘮𝘱100.

𝒟𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒟𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃! 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒯𝓌𝑜

"I am."

Y/n accepted Shou's kindly hand, shaking it slowly as her own face got closer and closer to the boy's ear. Her eyes went halfway lidded as her lips curled into an alluring smile.

"But I don't think I'll be attacking you."

The redhead's body shuddered at Y/n's immediate personality change, and she somehow found entertainment in it. His eyes locked themselves straight forward as he helplessly began to sweat under the touch of the beautiful stranger, she was as sly as a fox with her movements that wrote the word 'Grace' all over her in big bold letters.

"Ohoho.. You're definitely an interesting one, wanna tell me your name?" Shou questioned, giving what was likely supposed to be a rather feeble attempt at a confident smile. Y/n found hilarity in the fact that he couldn't budge, it was as if he was under her spell of some sort, or as if he was helplessly unable to break free of her lovely charm.

"Y/n L/n, but I'll let you use my first name. I mean..."

"I don't have a problem with it."

Y/n shot him a seductive sideways stare, her half-lidded yet hypnotizing E/c hues boring in the redhead's nervous sky blue ones. She smirked a cheeky smirk, luring him only deeper and deeper into her mind games, whereas Shou was in a state of mind that he'd been very foreign to.

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"The explanation is much appreciated, Suzuki."

"Yeah, it was no problem."

The two teens mustered up some conversation whilst traveling down random corridors within the large building that had recently then been known to Y/n as the main building concerning the seventh division of Claw.

Shou had given Y/n information on everything she wanted to know, however some questions of hers went unanswered. He told her where she was, who he was, and all about what Claw's intentions were.

As far as her knowledge stretched at the moment, Claw was a dangerous organization formed by some of the most powerful espers around with a main goal of world domination, and the owner of the organization just so happened to be the redhead's father.

Judging by the way Shou would describe his own father, Y/n had reasons to believe his relationship with him had faltered quite greatly over some time.

"It's sad how bad their relationship seems to have gotten, but I'm not on any better terms with my parents, I never have been."

Y/n gave a brief and unnoticeable frown, huffing as her eyes closed, picking up her hands and constantly jabbing her sides for some kind of pocket that didn't seem to exist.

"Something the matter? If you're worried about your little friend group then I can take you to em'."
Shou suggested, his hands lazily resting in his pockets as he looked at Y/n's rather spaced-out looking face.

"Oh- Yeah, that would be nice, thanks Suzuki." She replied to his thoughtfulness, smiling in addition to her previous frown at the thought of returning back to a bunch of familiar faces.

"Ya' know, you don't have to be so formal with me, I don't like the way it sounds.. Reminds me too much of my dad, and I don't wanna be like him."

"Oh, Shou it is then.? Heh, I feel so comfortable around you, are you really evil?"

"Evil? No, of course not. As I said, I don't wanna be like my father, not at all."

"Ah, okay."

His demeanor seemed to have taken a drastic turn once he himself is put in close comparison to his own father, his father and him were like oil and water, they were constantly apart.

Whether it be physically or mentally, they were always apart.

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"Your friends are in here, wanna go in?" Inquired the redhead, shooting Y/n a look that was on the more stern side. This then made her remember his facial expression when she had been all charming with him, it was cute really.

"Yeah, sure." Y/n said.

"Make it snappy, kid! My snacks at home haven't a century to wait until I return to them." Y/n thought.

Y/n hastily peered through the crack of the large white doors that appeared to have been locked, in doing this she pushed open the door a little bit more to give herself a better view of the contents of the room.

"This curse room belongs to Sakurai, a member of the upper echelon. In other words, the guy's a scar-"

"Yup, I got it." Y/n interrupted the redhead, earning a small eye twitch and silence from him in return.

"Ritsu? Guys? You in here?"

"Y/n!"

I apologize in advance for the slow update!! o(╥﹏╥)o