Chapter 5. epilogue.
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At the airport, Uk England.
He sat at the lobby, scrolling his phone.
Message from Oven— "You are coming back?
Hm.. It's the last year of the college, "He replied.
"Sheliy I thought you gonna complete your course in the Uk. I just thought all the friends are in Japan, it's useless graduating here without getting to seeing all thier faces.
"Sounds like a excuse to me, Sheliy said.
"Shuh... Even if it is we should pretend sheliy, you know Adam replied to her.
Ken messaged quiet, cold. he ditched her, before leaving do you really think he going back because of her...
A pop up came, message from Nana "unusual.
He switched the chat, "hey lemon it's been a while, so how are you, how's England?
Unlike you "Nana, messaging me first? Just thought I should tell you as a good friend, do you know Reze is dating someone these days.
Silence for a moment like the world stopped moving.
The voice of someone heals cracking against the floor, Two coffee's in the hand.
Here coffee she said, Lemon?
He looked up Huh...
The time started moving again.
They are about to be done with the fueling of the jet she said, We can leave in a while.
Good he said. Taking the coffee,
"So, what? She can date whoever she want. He replied to Nana and closed the screen.
She looked at his troubled face, You don't seem excited to go back to Japan?" I'm not he said, It's just some unfinished things are there.
Unfinished things huh...
"light, what about you, you'll don't seem excited or interested either you're going meet your fiance after all.
And usually you are pretty hyped up for other things. But not for your fiancé.
All man's are same, she said, possesive throughwards thier things, people's, family's, and busy in thier own self constructed world. They lie next second, like honey dripping from thier mouths.
"Ouch. Don't tell me i look same in your eyes.
What do you think? She said. And don't know, maybe Japan, tokyo. It's just hold some precious and Wild memories... Of a past.
So, i been wanting ask for a while, why did you choose you fiance than?" When you believe all man's are lying scumbags.
Hm... Cuz he is rude.
What?
Hm.. He is fucking rude, and honest just like me.
Do you know what happened on our first date. She said...
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France, Paris.
Dain Damsguard, he did not like being set up.
Half Danish. Half Japanese. Raised on quiet expectations and colder standards. He valued precision — in language, in posture, in people.
So when i'll walked in exactly on time, he noticed.
Black coat. Straight spine. Blonde hair falling in a smooth line down her back. No nervous smile.
No apologetic energy.
She stopped at his table. "You're Dain." Not a question, His pale eyes lifted to meet hers.
"You're Light Miyazono."
"Yes."
"You're three minutes late."
"I am on time. You are early."
Her tone wasn't defensive.
It was factual.
He gestured to the seat with his hand. "Sit."
She did, calm. Controlled. No wasted movement.
Dain He studied her openly. "Your name means brightness. You don't seem that very bright."
"I am not required to glow for you." she went, a clean cut, sharp as it can be.
His jaw shifted slightly. "You always this stiff?" I just don't bend for the strangers."
"Sounds exhausting."he said,
"So does pretending to be impressive." she said.
The Silence.
The kind that measures, he smiled.
He leaned forward, voice lowering slightly. "you know Most girls try to impress me."
I'm not the one competing."
"You're that confident." he said.
"I'm selective I believe." His eyes narrowed just a fraction. "About what? " Where I invest my time."
Boom that one landed.
Dain let out a short breath that almost resembled a laugh. "You think you're better than me?"
"No. She held his gaze steadily.
"I just think you are trying very hard to prove something."
There it was, the first real flicker in his expression. "And what do you think I'm trying proving?" he asked quietly.
"That you don't want to be here."
Another silence. "Not hostile. Just sharp.
He leaned back slowly. "You don't get scare easily."You don't intimidate effectively."
For the first time —he smiled. I kinda like that.
Not warm.
But genuine.
"You're different, miss Miyazono."
"I'm just consistent."And what's your verdict?" he asked.
Light folded her hands neatly on the table.
"You're rude."
That's nothing new he said "And?"
She tilted her head slightly. But not that boring." maybe good enough to spend a life with?
Something shifted in his eyes.
Because that — Was the first compliment either of them had given all evening.
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That all he said.
"That's it she replied taking a sip from her coffee.
As the bodyguard in black suit came and said, Miss, Sir the jet is ready to go.
Let's go she said. Already leaving...
He got up as he followed her, saying, hey tell me more about of that disastrous blind date?
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