Haruchiyo Sanzu

Eye change colour?

Nodding to Mikey subconsciously , I examined his face. Yes, the shadow had features similar to his, though not detail as him 

Gulping as the memory of what that shadow—Mikey—did to me resurfaced, I withdrew my hands from him. The dark cloud once again obscured his face. 

Abruptly getting up from the bed before side effect of staying with him resurface, I made my way out of the medical ward without looking back at him. "I'M SORRY, I NEED TO GO," I shouted, not wanting to be near him any longer. 

Unaware of the bewildered expression on Mikey's face or the dark shadow that seemed to surround him, forming a vague shape of hand reaching out to her 

 When she was 8 years old, she noticed that the color of her uncle's danger level was turning red, but there was no change in number. Touching it, she had a very vivid realization of seeing her aunt getting hit by a truck. And on her deathbed, her uncle was shedding tears as he gazed at the dead body of his wife.

After 3 month, She saw that scene in real life ....

If the colour of someone danger level started to change , If it become lighter , They are becoming either more peace oriented or weak , But if they turn dark they are more violence oriented and strong 

"Catch - catch- catch" 

" Yes, Doing good doing good " 

Kiran stopped in her tracks, her gaze falling upon the students playing baseball in the school playground. Their white sports uniforms covered with dirt as they dove to catch the falling ball, each of them wearing a smile on their faces — except one.The masked boy  The team consisted of senior students, one class above her.

Walking towards them, Kiran found a seat near the grassy area, far enough to avoid the baseball players but close enough to peacefully watch the scene. She put her hand in her pocket, taking out her earphones — earphones and a pen were the two things she always carried. Connecting them to her flip-phone, she played some music, trying to distract herself from what she had seen.

If there was one thing she realized about this world, it was that nothing happened for free. Any person who tried to change destiny could never do it . And if, somehow, they did manage to change it, they needed to give destiny something equal or sometimes even more than what they took. It was the law of the cosmos — give and take.

As the music played in her ears, Kiran's hands felt the texture of the grass beneath her, and she gazed up at the sky, marveling at its blue and captivating beauty.

Lost in the Tokyo skyline, Kiran's mind was far from the school playground. Suddenly, a scream pierced through the music in her Earlead, loud enough to jolt her back to reality.

"Watch out!"

The captain of the baseball team shouted, realizing that one of their teammates had sent the ball flying towards where Kiran was sitting.

Instinctively, Kiran's head snapped in the direction of the voice just in time to witness a swift movement.

Swish-!

A rush of wind grazed Kiran's cheeks as her loose strands of hair danced in the breeze. She watched in astonishment as a hand clad in a baseball glove intercepted the ball just inches from her face.

With a gasp, Kiran's eyes widened as she looked up to meet the gaze of the masked boy who had saved her from the incoming ball.The danger level above his head shown the number of 10

The masked boy, unlike the others, exuded an air of mystery that was different from Mikey's. While Mikey's mystery stemmed because of his danger presence . His mystery seemed to emanate from his very being.

As the baseball captain's voice echoed in the distance, apologizing for the incident, the game momentarily paused. Everyone marveled at the catch of the baseball and scolded the boy who had hit the ball dangerously close to where Kiran was sitting, in the pedestrian space. Kiran simply nodded slowly in response to the captain's apology, her attention far more captivated by the Ocean-blue Eyes of the masked boy before her.

The masked boy returned Kiran's gaze with a thoughtful expression, his eyes meeting hers in a silent exchange. After a few moments, he withdrew his gaze and bowed to her in a remarkably respectful manner. There was a sense of reverence in his eyes as his body followed suit, acknowledging her presence with a gesture of respect.

Gazing at the boy who ran back to his team, Kiran noticed the name "Haruchiyo Sanzu" written on the soles of his shoes as he handed back the ball.The aura of respect vanished from his presence, replaced instead by an aura of laid-back laziness that seemed to emanate from his eyes. Haruchiyo Sanzu, the masked boy, blended back into the group with a nonchalant demeanor

"Do we know each other?" Kiran whispered to herself, pondering the always display of respect from Haruchiyo Sanzu. Biting her lip, she recalled all the times she had seen Sanzu, surrounded by an aura of wildness like a tiger, fiercely confronting anyone who dared to challenge him or disrupt his rule. But when his ocean-blue eyes met hers, his demeanor abruptly changed. The violence he was inflicting on someone paused momentarily as he bowed to her, before resuming his actions moments later.

It was like witnessing a tiger transform into a well-behaved house cat—unexpected, amusing, and utterly baffling

In starting, She thought he had mistook her for someone else, maybe a long-lost relative or a distant acquaintance with a similar name or maybe face — But she is foreigners Her face and name is extremely diverse than japanese people .

So, She when crossed path with Sanzu two or so years ago in grocery shop , She take the initiative to ask him about it 

"Excuse me," Kiran called out to the boy with blond hair and blue eyes, who was engrossed in studying a taiyaki. Hearing her voice, the boy turned around to face Kiran.

Kiran's eyes scrutinized the blond boy's delicate features. His face was finely crafted, with long, prominent eyelashes and eyebrows. His blond hair cascaded down past his shoulders, looking incredibly smooth. His skin was pale, accentuating his defined and sharp nose.

She couldn't help but notice his lips, red and well-moisturized, adorned with a diamond-shaped scar at the corner. The scar stretched about a inches long, leaving Kiran wondering about the boy's past.

Not staring at the scare part of his with obvious reasons to not make him feel concious,Kiran asked him .Her voice slow and whisper like " I think you misunderstood me for someone else" 

Haruchiyo looked at the girl , Whose black eyes was leaking an aura of anxiousness ,As she asked him the question.

" No " Stating it simply " I don't misunderstood" He said , As he without any further interactions place the taiyaki inside the trolley and leave the space .

Looking at the back of boy . Tilting her head " I don't think I explain myself well, But the way he  answer show that he understood her questions" Kiran whisper to herself, Squinting her eyes ,She wonder How ? 

"No, I don't misunderstood" he stated simply, without any further interaction, before placing the taiyaki inside the trolley and leaving the space.

Observing the boy's departure, Kiran tilted her head. "I don't think I explained myself well," she whispered to herself, squinting her eyes in thought. "But the way he answered shows that he understood my question. But Did he ?" She couldn't help but wonder why his action show that he is familiar with her presence 

Next day at school , She had asked  the most talkative girl group in her class about Sanzu — Having had enough of the mysterious aura surrounding him, Kiran decided it was time to seek answers of his respectful and thoughtful gaze toward her 

"There was one time he drowned a boy who talked BS about his appearance and stabbed another boy in the hand just for staring at his scar for too long."

"They say if you stare into his eyes for too long, he'll gouge yours out," another girl added, her voice tinged with fear.

"And they say his family is abusive, which is how he got those scars," chimed in another, contributing to the growing narrative of intrigue.

"I heard he follows Mikey from afar," one girl whispered, her eyes widening with apprehension.

"Exactly! Some people even call him Mikey's loyal dog," another girl interjected, nodding in agreement.

"I know, right? He's so scary," another girl shuddered, her imagination running wild with fear.

"And get this," one girl exclaimed, leaning in closer for emphasis. "There was one time I accidentally collided with him, and I swear I almost wet myself! Wahhhh!!"

Hearing the girl talk ,Kiran won't say she wasn't interested to gossip, But never would she believe all of it to be true afterall.The story never stay same when tell from different mouths .

And In reality " I heard \= False information" 

But, There are no smoke without fire, So She will just try to get the basic gist of his character from the rumor she hear and the boy she saw 

And after all those — She still can't find reason behind his discipline nature around her .

Does he have crush on her —  No, His gaze is far more Calm  when he looked at her 

Ting-!

Ting-!

Ting-!

The Bell ring , bringing the Kiran out of her thought ,As she travelled to her class . Thankfully Mikey wasn't in class as always , Taking her seat .The teacher continue her teaching . Spining her ball pen in different orientation out of passion, A thought suddenly cross her mind .As The pek fall out of Kiran hand 

Oh Uh !

She forget That she was assign with Mikey 

Entering the room, Haruchiyo Sanzu removed his shoes and placed them back on the shoe shelf with meticulous precision. With measured steps, he made his way to the kitchen, retrieving a water bottle from the fridge and taking a long drink. The movement of his Adam's apple as he swallowed produced a soft gulp sound, and a few droplets of water trickled down his chin, disappearing into the collar of his white shirt.

As he walked towards another room, the distant sound of traffic horns filled the air. Closing the door behind him, he enveloped himself in silence. His ocean-blue eyes landed on a desk tucked away in the corner, where a notebook lay waiting.

Opening the notebook, Sanzu was greeted by beautifully handwritten pages. As he flipped through them, a photo slipped out and fluttered to the ground. It depicted a girl with black hair and dark eyes, peacefully engrossed in reading a book in the library. It was Kiran.

A small heart with pink colored decorated in corner of picture 

Sanzu picked up the fallen photo , As he picked it up the backside of photo glitter with the sunlight pouring from window ,focusing on the The big red pen-written letters on the white page spelled out a single word with chilling clarity 

W

I

F

E

— WIFE

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