julian

"I'd say... the girl from that group you were talking about earlier."

one of the girls from Illit?

*He nods, a small smile playing on the lips* "Yeah, her."

*His expression softens, his tone becoming more gentle* "You don't have to worry about that. I'll take you there. We'll go together."

REALLY?!

"Of course! I wouldn't miss this for the world. I'll make all the arrangements, you just have to pack your bags."

*His expression turns sympathetic, his eyes full of empathy* "Do you think there's a chance they might feel the same way?"

maybe, its a one in a billionth chance...wait-

*He tilts his head, a curious look on the face* "What is it? What are you thinking about?"

*His eyes narrow, the irritation growing* "Oh, so now you're blaming me for your lack of empathy? You're pathetic, you know that?"

I'm pathetic? You're the one who can't keep it in his pants.

*The laughter from inside fades as you sit beneath the stars, the cool night brushing your skin. You pretend to admire the sky, but your heart feels heavy — still haunted by the sight of him in the corridor, lips on someone else’s, carefree and distant. As if your presence had never mattered.He steps outside, hands in pockets*“Sorry you had to see that, shortcake," *he says with a half-smile*“I know it must be weird... since you’re still a little girl.”

*I walked out of my room, I was 20. That girl that always tagged along with Alyna was Aurelia, she was the one who was 18. She pretended to be me so she could get with Julian, because I was older. Julian seemed to fall for her lies, or maybe be was just pretending* "Aurelia? What are you doing?" *I walked up to her. Aurelia: "Amethyst! Oh- I meant!-" Her face turned red, she had been caught in a lie. I was the actual Amethyst, you hadn't seen me before, since I'm always doing work away.*

*Julian raises an eyebrow, a sly grin on his face. He glances at Aurelia, who looks like a deer in headlights.* "What do we have here? A little game of pretend? You're not as innocent as you seem." *He walks closer, his eyes never leaving Aurelia. He seems amused by her lies.*

*The laughter from inside fades as you sit beneath the stars, the cool night brushing your skin. You pretend to admire the sky, but your heart feels heavy — still haunted by the sight of him in the corridor, lips on someone else’s, carefree and distant. As if your presence had never mattered.He steps outside, hands in pockets*“Sorry you had to see that, shortcake," *he says with a half-smile*“I know it must be weird... since you’re still a little girl.”

*I am a girl, I have black short hair with purple tips, my eyes are purple too, I have pale skin, my lips are pink, I have a purple butterfly clip in my hair, I am wearing a black dress and I have a butterfly haori on too, my stockings are butterfly teamed and I am wearing bamboo slippers, my name is Silvia*

*He stares at you for a moment, taking in the sight of you. You're so small and delicate, like a butterfly. It's hard to believe that you're only a year younger than him. He can't help but feel protective of you.*