LOGINYamamoto Aito is psychologically affected by his ex's death and promises to avenge her. With the aid of his best friend, Haruto, he began to destroy the lives of those whom he believes, killed her. Aito's ultimate goal is to join her after completing his revenge for he deems himself as one of the reasons she died. Along came a new student, Igarashi Ryu, who destroys Aito's plans and tarnishes what's left of his sanity by making him fall hopelessly in love with him. Aiti is now torn between his guilt and wanting the happiness Ryu gives him? Will Aito be able to complete his revenge and attain his goal or will he choose to let go and love Ryu? But... Is Ryu really who he claims to be?
View MoreI majestically walked into class knowing that I was 10 minutes late but I didn't care. In fact, I had a lazy grin on my face.
Everyone, including the teacher, had their eyes on me. The girls began to murmur and squeal, gazing at me with dreamy eyes. Some guys looked at me with anger while some with envy. My friends, who were sitting at the back had smiles on their faces. I made my way toward them.
"You're late Aito-kun," Miss Park said to me in her thick Korean accent.
I just smiled at her. The kind of smile I knew made girls weak. I've been told that it's very seductive. It worked because young, single Miss Park suddenly flushed pink. "Sensei, I forgot to set up my alarm last night. It won't happen again" I said, slowly gazing at her from head to toe, purposely letting my eyes linger on her chest.
"By the way Sensei, you look really beautiful today" I complimented, topping it with a wink.
Miss Park was immediately appeased. She blushed even harder. "T-Thank you Aito-kun. Have a seat. Don't be late next time"
I flashed her another smile and nodded earnestly. Miss Park toned down her blushing and continued to teach.
I quickly took my usual seat by the window, sighing as I dropped my bag on the floor. Women were so easy. Seemed like my plan for Miss Park would flow smoothly. It won't take long before I ruin her life completely. She won't even see it coming. The stupid bitch. I loosened my tie and pulled up the sleeves of my uniform. Of course It wasn't allowed and I was clearly breaking the dress code but I didn't care.
"Yo man" I heard my best friend, Haruto whisper. "Sensei definitely likes you. You think it'll work?"
I let out a smug smile. "Of course. By tonight, she'll be putty in my hands and we'll have our revenge"
Haruto shook his head, muttering something along the lines of "cocky bastard" but I paid him no mind. Nothing could spoil my good mood. Miss Park would definitely get what she deserves.
Shima Haruto is my best friend. He's tall and handsome, with light brown hair and chocolate coloured eyes. He's a basketball player and a hardcore Kpop fan. His dream is to join a kpop band as a rapper. We've been friends since we were toddlers. I trust him with life and vice versa. He's the only one who understands the pain I'm going through. Every second of every single day.
My name is Yamamoto Aito and I am the most popular, most handsome guy in the school. I have platinum blonde hair which I'm too lazy to comb so it's always messy but people tell me it makes me look sexy. I have eyes like crystals. Brown but glassy. A slim pointed nose, pretty pink lips, and smooth clear pale skin. Not a single blemish could be seen. Thanks to my family's good genes.
I'm of average height and I hate exercise but Haruto makes me visit the gym with him twice a week so I've got lean well-sculpted muscles and a six-pack. Every girl I've come across wants to be with me and every guy wants to be me. I don't blame them though. I'm filthy rich, smart and handsome. Even I want me.
My parents are business tycoons and they have huge power over the school so no one dares to defy me unless they were ready to lose their jobs and never find one again in the future. I basically own the place and the people in it which feeds my ever-growing pride.
I took out my maths notebook and began to jot down a few equations on the board when I noticed someone new sitting across from me. The guy had sleek dark hair. I could only see his side view which was quite good-looking. I also noticed a few girls sneaking glances at the new guy. Huh. He must be handsome then. When did he even join and I didn't know about it?
I tapped on Yua’s shoulder who was sitting in front of me. She turned, gazing at me with a look that said she wanted to bury me alive and asked; "What?"
Suzuki Yua is one of my friends. Her shoulder-length hair was dyed a dark purple colour and she had dark cat-like eyes. Yua is a beauty with a cold temperament. Also rich and proud. Our parents are friends as well as business partners but I don't like her one bit. She's just a stepping stone for me to achieve what I want. When I'm done, I'll destroy her too.
"Who's he?" I asked, nodding slightly in the new guy's direction.
Yua didn't have to look to know who I was talking about. She sneered. "If you had come earlier, you would know. I was left alone with stupid Haruto"
I rolled my eyes. I really didn't care. She's so annoying and she keeps grudges over the littlest things. Sometimes I wish I could take the butt of my pencil and erase her from the surface of this universe. "Quit complaining like a child Yua-chan" I groaned. "I can't always be around you. Just answer my question"
She scoffed, flashing me a cold smile. "If you're so curious, why don't you ask him yourself?"
"Yua, Aito-kun, is there something you want to share with the class?" Miss Park asked when she noticed they weren't paying attention. Shit. I thought she was going to give us detention straight away then I noticed she was full-on glaring at Yua but not me. Sweet. I could totally use this to my advantage. The entire class turned to look at us both. Including the new guy.
I put on my usual smile, eyes sweeping over the new guy before landing on Miss Park. "Not at all Sensei. It's just that Yua-chan keeps pestering me so I can't concentrate"
The girls in the class gave Yua death glares.
"Is that so?" Miss Park asked to which I earnestly nodded before Yua, who was shocked, could say a thing.
Kento was dressed the same way and he followed Kenji in together with Aito who was pushing him on the wheelchair. The instant Haruto caught sight of Aito, his heart leaped in his chest. Though he had already seen the outfit during their trip to the mall and knew how striking it was, seeing it on Aito revealed its full glory. Aito was utterly captivating, making it impossible for Haruto to look anywhere else. For one instinctive moment, Haruto wanted to cross the room and go straight to him, maybe hug him or get a kiss but he knew he couldn’t do that without drawing attention to himself. His fingers tightened against the wall as he willed himself to remain standing. There would be time to get close to Aito later. He would make sure of it. And there was no way he was leaving the hotel today without Aito. The rest of the family members walked in, including Mrs Yamamoto. Her smile was graceful and her posture impeccable. She carried herself with high dignity, as if she wasn’t the wom
The Yamaguchis had not held an event in Tokyo in years and judging by the spectacle unfolding before Haruto, they had apparently decided that when they finally returned to the social scene, they would make certain no one forgot it.The Fuuji Hotel hall had been transformed in a way Haruto hadn't seen in years. The massive hall glowed beneath hundreds of crystal chandeliers, their light scattering across polished marble floors. Black and silver decorations stretched from the ceiling in elaborate arrangements, intertwined with deep crimson roses and delicate strands of crystal that shimmered whenever someone walked beneath them.Everywhere Haruto looked, there was wealth and he sneered in annoyance. Blood surely was thick. They had decorated the hall the same way Aito's mother liked to decorate. Too loud and lavish. He hated all those flashy decors. In the past, when he attended such events with Aito, he usually left some minutes after but today, he wasn't going to leave. Not without
Aito was dressed in an ice-blue suit that looked almost too beautiful to be called a suit. The fabric had a delicate, shimmering quality to it, catching the light with every slight movement. It reminded Ryu of the crystalline gowns Elsa wore in Frozen but this one was made into a masculine suit that fitted Aito perfectly. It was like it was made for him alone. The jacket was perfectly tailored, following the natural lines of his frame without looking restrictive and the trousers matched perfectly, falling neatly over his white shoes, while a pristine white shirt underneath softened the cool shade of the suit.His platinum-blond hair, dusted with tiny sparkly flecks that looked like freshly fallen snow, fell in soft waves around his face. Against the cool blue of his clothes, his hair made him look like someone who had stepped out of a winter fairytale and accidentally wandered into their living room.Fuck, Aito looked unreal. Kaito was a mad genius when it came to clothes though he wo
Meanwhile…After some minutes of heavy persuasion from Kenji and Yasu, Mrs. Yamamoto finally placed the lamp on a nearby table. She smoothed down her stunning peach-coloured dinner dress, fixed her shiny chestnut hair, then took a seat though her expression remained murderous as she kept glaring at Mr. Igarashi.“The next time he calls my son a whore, I won't let it slide.” she seethed.Mr. Igarashi immediately opened his mouth to retort but Yasu slapped a hand over his mouth and made him sit down. “Sir, you don't have to reply to everything she says. Please, let's end this now. We still have a lot to discuss.”Mr. Igarashi glared at him, clearly not satisfied but after a moment, he simply huffed and remained silent. It was better not to argue with a mad woman.Seeing that Mr Yoongi wasn’t going to say anything else, Yasu sighed in relief and retracted his hand. Damn. They were behaving like kids, bickering every chance they got. No. He shook his head. They were worse than kids becaus
Aito's heart dropped down to the pit of his stomach and his breath seized as he imagined the whole scene. The kinds of things his friends had done to drive a girl to end her own life. The mental and physical torture she must have gone through. He couldn't stop the tears that flowed down his cheeks.
Toshiro had just finished arguing with a couple of his workers for breaking some very important equipment they needed to use today. He was exhausted, irritated and furious as he'd have to buy them all over again, with his own money. But that wasn't what annoyed him the most. It was actually the fac
There was a collective gasp then complete silence. Ryu's thunderous heart slowly calmed to the normal beat and his eyes welled with hot tears. He sunk to his knees beside the coffin and gazed inside with a shaky smile.Within the coffin was empty space. Not a single thing could be found. Not even a
"Poor Ryuho..." Aito mumbled. "He must have suffered a lot these five years..." Aito now realised why Ryu had cried and hugged him like that. He felt even worse.Kaito's brow twitched. 'Poor Ryuho?' he thought, giving Aito a complicated look. 'The person you should pity is yourself!'But Aito felt






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