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｡. ❝ 幸せでいて ❞ ｡ ˎˊ˗
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NOTES — MUST READ TO UNDERSTAND THE STORY ˎˊ˗

✧ IDOLISH7 ˎˊ˗

✧ FIRST SOUSUKE
YAOTOME ONE-SHOT
ON WATTPAD OMFG !! ˎˊ˗
( SOUSUKE YAOTOME
X READER )

✧ DON'T STEAL MY
ONE-SHOT !!PLEASE,
I WORKED SUPER
HARD ON THIS ˎˊ˗

✧ GAKU'S MOTHER IS
THE READER — BOTH OF
YOU ARE DIVORCED ( 21 YEARS
SINCE AS OF 2019 ) DIVORCED
AFTER ONLY 5 YEARS INTO
YOUR MARRIAGE ˎˊ˗

✧ BOTH OF YOU
WERE BORN IN 1967,
MET IN 1983 ( FIRST
YEAR , HIGH SCHOOL ),
ENGAGED IN 1992 , GOT
MARRIED IN 1993 , HAD
GAKU IN 1994, AND
SEPARATED IN 1998
( GAKU WAS 4 ) ˎˊ˗

✧ SOME THINGS ABOUT
THE READER — LIVED IN
FRANCE , FORMER PRIMA-
BALLERINA , OURAN ACADEMY
WITH SOUSUKE ( HE WAS ON
A SCHOLARSHIP ) , KENJI ( BROTHER , HEIR OF THEIR FATHER'S EMPIRE ) , TOKU
( BROTHER , SECOND HEIR
TO THE THEIR FATHER'S
EMPIRE ) , ANTOINETTE
( COUSIN , HEIR OF FRENCH
WORKS FOR THE [ LAST
NAME ] EMPIRE ) ˎˊ˗

✧ MY DUMBASS
CALCULATIONS
COULD BE WRONG,
AND I'M NOT THE
BEST AT FIGURING
OUT TIMELINES SO- ˎˊ˗

✧ SUPER LONG, PRETTY
PLEASE SHARE THIS TO
OTHERS WHO MIGHT
LIKE THIS ILYSM ˎˊ˗

✧ THANK YOU TO
[ ThatTenorSax ] FOR ALSO
INSPIRING ME TO MAKE
THIS AMAZING ONE-SHOT,
WITHOUT YOUR IDOLISH7
FANFIC, I WOULDN'T EVEN
HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS ˎˊ˗

✧ MY BLOOD, SWEAT,
AND TEARS WENT INTO
THIS. IF IT'S NOT MUCH
TO ASK, PLEASE SHOW
A BIT OF LOVE ♡ ˎˊ˗

✧ FUCKING SAD
MAN, BUT, THIS IS
CLUB HEARTBREAK,
EVERYTHING HERE
IS SAD ˎˊ˗

✧ ANIME - GAKU'S
MOTHER'S SIDE OWNS
A SOBA NOODLE SHOP,
MY ONESHOT - MOTHER
COMES FROM BILLION
DOLLAR FAMILY ˎˊ˗

✧ OKAY LISTEN UP —
GAKU'S HAIR IS DEADASS
BABY BLUE / BLUEISH GRAYISH. DON'T TRY TO CHANGE MY MIND
BC SOME PEOPLE ARE TELLING
ME IT'S WHITE. SO, READER'S
HAIR WILL BE THE SAME COLOR ( SAID COLOR IS BABY BLUE ) ˎˊ˗

✧ INSPIRED BY "CRAZY
RICH ASIANS", WATCHED
IT SIX TIMES HELL YES ˎˊ˗

✧ SMALL CRINGE !! WE'VE
NEVER SEEN SOUSUKE ACT
LIKE A LOVING FATHER NOR HUSBAND, SO IT WILL FEEL
FOREIGN TO US. HE HAS
FEELINGS TOO EVEN
THOUGH HE ACTS LIKE
A TOTAL BITCHASS ˎˊ˗

✧ NOTICE - FRENCH
AND TRANSLATIONS
MAY BE WRONG ! ˎˊ˗

✧ WORD COUNT - 3186 ˎˊ˗

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｡. ❝ WE LOST LOVE
ON THE WAY ❞ ｡ ˎˊ˗
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❝ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎,
𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝑒
𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒。❞

the [last name]
family of japan.

one of the most richest
elites in all of asia.

a family that only defines
wealth and gracefulness.

the elegant household bared
only three successors, and with
that, held a girl.

kenji [ last name ].
first heir to the empire,
and is the puppeteer of
their empire's works.

toku [ last name ].
the second bachelor to the
empire, and owner of his
own multi-billionaire
resort chains.

and then last but not least,
[ your name ] [ last name ].

"always the most
richest, most prettiest,
and the most kindest girl
in the room." they said.

she was the one
who held the biggest
heart in her family.

but, being born and raised into
an elite family, it was obvious
she was to be sent off to only marry
a man with wealth like her.

until she fell in
love with sousuke.

❝ 𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁
𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒
𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻。❞

✧ ˎ
.    ✦    ˎ    ˊ    ｡
｡. ❝ 𝓉𝑜𝓀𝓎𝑜, 𝓎𝒶𝑜𝓉𝑜𝓂𝑒
𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 — 1995 ❞   ｡ˎˊ˗
✧    ˊ ｡
✧ ✦

"lady yaotome,
your son is awake and
is looking for you."

coming back from
her private jewelry and
fitting sessions, the lady of
the house was greeted by all
of her servants at the door.

she stepped into the luxurious foyer
along with her two butlers that held her bags
of high-end shopping. her cherry colored lips spoke with the voice of milk and honey.

"alright," she said
to the head maid.

"you know what
to do, quickly."

each maid nodded as they
grabbed two bags at a time, hustling
to place the bags into hiding.

the flawless bluenette glanced
as she saw her maids put her valentino
stilettos into a drawer, and saw another
that placed a hermes birkin in the lower cabinet of porcelain, fine china.

letting her servants do
their tasks, [your name] went
to her child's room where she heard
the silent sounds of sniffling.

opening the double
french doors, stood
almost two year old gaku
yaotome sobbing into
his silk pajamas.

"ma chère,
what happened?"

╭ 　　　　　╮
❝ 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇 ❞
╰ 　　　　　 ╯

hugging onto his loving
mother's neck tightly,
gaku cried out his
frightening nightmare
he had when his
mother was away.

"i'm sorry that i
wasn't here when you
woke up, love." she sent
him a comforting smile.

"oka-san. . ." he called
out to her as he wiped his tears
away with his silk sleeve.

kissing his forehead ever so
gently, she placed gaku back
into his canopy styled bed.

"the monsters won't hurt you
anymore because i gave you a
special kiss." [ your name ] giggled
as she booped his tiny nose.

she tucked him in
warmly as she quickly
saw that gaku started to
drift off into his finest
dreams again.

and with a smile,
she whispered,
"je t'aime de tout
mon cœur, gaku."

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❝𝒾 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓁𝓁
𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉, 𝑔𝒶𝓀𝓊❞
╰ 　　　　　 ╯

❝𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓃, 𝓂𝓎
𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈。❞

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｡. ❝ 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓀𝒾𝓅 ❞ ｡ˎˊ˗
✧ ˊ ｡
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hearing the pouring
bath sounds as her dearest
husband took his shower,
[your name] sat on their shared
masters bed drinking her wine.

'i just really hope sousuke
doesn't find them.'

her goddess figure rested on
the heaven-like bed. rethinking
about her buys from today, she
alway had her reasons for hiding.

'i do it because
i love him.'

her exquisite orbs sinked into
her swirling glass of wine.

her mind was always
filled with the thoughts
of her husband.

and if the love story
couldn't get anymore cliché, she
loved him at first sight.

sousuke yaotome was someone
who didn't know nor cared for her
social status, and was the man who
loved her to the moon and back.

she couldn't help but smile to
herself as she continued to fall in love
with him all over again.

how funny that
must be to some.

because, soon time
will tell when there will be
no love that will spark in their
hearts for each other.

after all, the one
she loved wasn't
the man her father
chose for her.

sousuke wasn't
the first choice
for her family.

nor was
the second
either.

❝ 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜
𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝓈
𝒾 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊。❞

✧ ˎ
. ✦ ˎ ˊ ｡
｡. ❝ 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓍 , [ 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 ] 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒶𝓊 — 1990 ❞ ｡ˎˊ˗
✧ ˊ ｡
✧ ✦

france.

the country
of beauty and
absolute integrity.

and on this moonlit night,
held the family dinner of
the [ last name ]'s.

in her glamorous
giambattista valli gown,
there was [ your name ].
sipping her glass of cabernet
franc wine with her beloved
cousin, antoinette
[ last name ] .

"honestly
dear cousin,"

antoinette could
only sigh as she was
drizzled head to toe
in her fine jewels.

"i find it absolutely
thrilling that you found
the one you love."

the ashen bluenette could
only smile to her beloved cousin.
being the only daughter out of the
main [ last name ] family, she was
grateful that her sister figure at
least supported her relationship.

"thank you,
antoinette ."

"but,"

THEY WILL NEVER
BE HAPPY TOGETHER

"did you ever think what
would happen to sousuke
if you two got married?"

ALWAYS HURTING EACH
OTHER IN THE END

[ your name ] could only
laugh it off. "what ever do you
mean, dearest cousin?"

ý̵̛̱̈́̒̋͊̅̚͘͝ͅô̵̥̰͍͆̀̿̑͘͘ų̶͓͚̼͍̹͉̭̋͊͋̒̆̕̕͝͠ͅ'̵̺̜̖̲͗̿r̶̼͐̈̈́̍̅̀͂͘e̴̲̤̙̟̞͖͆͂͑̓̿ ̴̞͚̖̥̮͑͗̈̀̓̈̈́͌͝͝[̶̨̢̛̫̫̜̻͎͐̊͐̆́͗̏͗͝ ̸̰̠̥̜͚̈͂͝l̵̼͙̖̠̭̼͈̘̰͊̇̋̆̒͜a̴̢͛̈̄̽ş̵͕̺͔͓͈̝̙́́̓t̸̛͖͈̔̓͌͂̏̈́̂͘ ̵̧̯̜̳̭̙̜̾̽ņ̶̢̳͈̬̰̫̳͂̑͆̏̎̂̿̂̂͠ͅͅǻ̸̝͜͠m̴̦̄͋̓̆͑͗̉̌e̴̪͊̄̐̒̀̕ ̵̡̯̫̖̭̫̯̠̤̝̈̊͒̏̒̐́̕]̷̙̭̲̟͔̞͙̳̠̄͂͋̀̾̚ ̴̨̪̥͔̟̤̘̥̼̻͆̈́̕
̷̖̊̒͑́͗̚[̵̛̝͉̄̀̂͒͒́̚͝ ̷͚͈̥̩̜̯̈́f̴̥̙͎͚͚̘͖̈́̄̓̅͑͂̊͛͋̂͜i̷̠̬͛͘r̷̠̩͎̘̯̗̝̃͛̒ŝ̷̖̘̏ͅt̸̹̽͋̒̓́͠ ̴̫̙̦͉̰͈̬̬̔̐̆̈́͋̂̂͘͝ṋ̷̛̘̮͎̩͈̽͊̎̌̿̓̉͘ä̵̧́͆̅̾̀m̶̢̛̭͎̦͎͓̀̑̑͐̕͠e̶̜̣̠͇̜͚̦̻̼̋͌̾̒͒̆͜ ̸̜͍̻̲̲̬̒̾̔̈́̽͑̀͝]̴̢̧̼̼̭͚̉̑͐̿̽̆͊̉̕,

̶̧̨̡͎̜͉̞͔͖̠̄̀͊͑̌́̍̚̚ ̴̛̤͕̻̠̈́͂̓͛̀̓͜ỳ̵̥̩͑o̸̡͖͎̞̓͂̔ủ̴̧̹̤͚̻͐͒̏̊ͅ'̸̛̫̞̻̦̦́̀̽̅̏̉̒̊r̷̠͚̹̞̞͈̋̒͝ȩ̴̝̣̣̞̪͚̇͌̅̂̕͠ ̷͓̺͓͎̣̾̀͌̓̔̾͆͘
̴̫̅̉́͐̾̌̄͘͠ú̸̥̭͛̄͋͐̕̕n̷̳̭̉͂̏̅t̵̠̟͍̦͈͕͆̃͊͑̿̐ǒ̷̯̣͖͍̋͊̂̿͝ͅủ̶̩̱͋̓̐̆̍͂͂̀͘c̸̤̤̪̜̝̪͔̃͋̄̈ḧ̸̲̤̤̩͍̝̭̘͍̖͐̏̓a̷̛̻̘̟̮̥̪͐̑̍̈́̂̐̑͋͘͜ͅͅb̴̳͓̞̟̪̮̤͋̐̍́͜͜l̷͓̞̖̦̙͌̎̕̚ę̷̛͈̖͓͍̫͖̯͚̦,̸̡̡̠̰̦̱̝͎̝̄̿͜

̴̛̝̙͇̤͉̾̀̂̓͛͒͆̀̚ȃ̴̡̬͙̲̮̝̗̠̰̖́͌̽͑̐̉͌͋̔ņ̴̙͎͍̩͚́̽́̏̃͌ͅḑ̵̧̛̟͕͖̗̯͉̲̆̏͂̊͑̎̉͗͠ ̸̨̟͙̙̱̬͚̠̯̈ͅy̵̟̘̲͙̅̀̂̿̀̀̾̿̕ơ̴̞̥̬̈́̎̀͂̒͐̔̀̾u̷̢̡͙̲̱̝̬̲͙͛̀͌̈̔͑̽̈́͘͝'̷̡̜̖̝̹̭͈̠̈́̓v̷̫̹̩͈͓̏̌̕͜e̸͉̪̟̤̝͍͍̿̔̿̎̍̉̀́
̵̨̦͎̥͔͎̯̝̪̋͂̂̇͑̑̀̈̄̚a̶̢̜̪̖̪͍̳̮͖͉͊̐̎̽l̶̨͎͙͚̫̯̮͎͍̿̔͌̈̉w̷̧̛̙̝̠̼͇̹͆̽̓̌͜͠ạ̵̢̙͉̥̝̗̐̉͛̑̽͠y̵̧̲̲̘̟̯͗̂̈́̾ṡ̷̡̡̬͕̹̺̖̫̩̠̉̍̑̋̅̅̎̅͗ ̶̧̨̨̛͖̤̭̤̻̍̾͗͌̏͒̓́͜͝ͅh̶̹̱̜͗͗͐͌͑̀̈̌̅̾ǎ̵̛̳̭̿̎̃̏̀̓͐v̶͔̬̄͋e̸̗̘̲͚͋͑̆͌̽͒͘̚͝ ̶͚͐́̔̓͛̍̍͠b̶̳̀͑̍͒̾͜ȩ̵̞̒͗̇̍̍̕͝ͅe̶̞̪̋̈ṇ̵̨̮̰̯͆̋͋͌͒̐̊̉͝ͅ.̷̯͉͍̬͑͒̔̑̈́͗͗̕"̷̨̛̦̥̩̬͇̻̬͎͊̎͐̓͐̂̚͜͝

╭ 　　　　　 ╮
❝𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 [ 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 ]
[ 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 ], 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒
𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓋𝑒
𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃❞
╰ 　　　　　 ╯

WITH THEIR LOVE
FOR ONE ANOTHER

b̶̺̣̹͈̫͓͓̄͜u̶̢͚̮̿̐́͜͝͝͝͠ṫ̴̲̭̱̅̕ ̸͍̮̳̟͖͋̿̋s̷͍̬͉͎̬̅̋͊͝͝ǒ̸̧̨̝̳̣̙̝͈͉̔̔͠û̶͎̯̻̙͊̒̏̐s̴͈͌ư̶͔̻̱͋̌̾̈́̍́͗̌k̴͈̤̩͖̣̭̣͈̿̃̍̈́̏̚ḕ̷̢̛̼̌̌̏̀͊̈́ ̶̢̧̹̼͔͍̺̫̌̃̽͜i̷̢͎̯̍̇͊s̶̡̝͈͙̯̼̓͗͘n̷̨͖͙̝̲̠͉͎̎͆̆͜'̶̦͒̈́͌̆͛̍͆̈́ẗ̴̙̤̘͎̟͍̳͕̲́,̷̖̜̗̘͖͙̫̯̰͖͆́͛͊͘͠
̷̨͕̥͍̮̿̓̍̃̋̚͜͝͝ȧ̸̞͕̳̚͝n̶̨̢̡̦͍͋̕ḋ̶̟̥͇͉̜̞̤̪̯ ī̷̢̜̖͎̘̳̘͈͌̎̈́̍̇̈́ͅf̴̧̡̘̥̻̼̭̖͇͗̃̚͝ ̷̢͇̓̽̚y̵̛̦͉͕͕̙̿͊̓̔̾͂̚͝ͅò̴̢̳̤̼̪̭̜̠͊u̸̞͆̕ ̸̨̤͉̂̔̃͆̇̑t̵̹̠͗́͗̾̇ẅ̴̟̌̋̋̀ơ̶͚̙̣̄͆͊͠͠

̷̤͓̠͍̄b̸͍̺͚̜̫͛̈́͋͋͑̽̀̒̉e̴͔̪͚̫̮̟̥͘c̴̮̩̘̪̑͛̓́̑͗̀͒ͅo̷̪̤̟̥̖̭̠̓̅̾̾̋͋̔͠m̶̲̙̺̜̝͙̰̎͝e̵͕̺̻̲̺͌̾ ̸̡̱̣̰̦̣͆̽̀̎̒́̀̚͝͠m̷̧̡̲̳̬̯͒̊̔r̵̛̙̳̰͇̉̈́͘͜.̵͇̝̩̭͕̗̼͝ ̷͓͎̬̘̯̱̜͕͙̇͝ä̸̧̨̟͔ń̵͖̓̓̎̈͂̆d̸̨̖͎̘̱̯͌̈́̈͋̄͂͑
̸̨̡̛̞̺̫̑̃͐̆́̔͝͠m̸̧̺̬̮͎̬̤̬͇͒͐̕ř̸̡͍̱̫̒̑̂̿́̓̓͘s̴̳̼̟͙̞̃́̿͛̚͜.̵̤͚̫͎͚͖̖͉̞̇̊̀͝ ̸̘̖͌͊͋y̸̯͆̇͐ă̷̘̫̗̯̦̲͓̽̔o̶͔͚͌͗͑̄̈̚̕͝͠͠t̷̻̖͚͇͌̀́͐̔̋̋͆o̶̪̳̠̝̟̪̮̹̖̔̀̀̋͑̌̏̍̃m̴͖̗͍̻̼̏̈́̈́̿́ͅe̷̢̛̦̙͎̝͙͖̥̓̀̀̚,

̸̢̧͙̬̻̞̜͋̂̓͜ ̸̳́́̔̍̑͂̂͝ë̴̡͖̼́́̾͐́v̵̩̤̣͕̫̭͉̓̈́ȩ̷͕̣̹̯͎̲̥̗̌̀̿͝r̷̪̼̣̭̳̱͇͛̈̈̎͜y̸̘͈̍͝ ̷̡̛̟̱̤̦͚̯̇̍̈́̊d̶͓̪̭̟̈́å̵̪͎̲͎̘̜͓̟̽̋̔͆̾͐͐̚͜͠y̴̮̼̗̼̍͆̍̈́̆̕ ̵̡̹̮͍̙̙͐͆̈́
̷̢̛̱͖̲̤̯̗̓̿͛̃̃̒͝f̸̭̤̺͚̣́͋̍ǫ̶̡̧͍̲̹͙̠̼̬̾̌͒̽̏̀̔͝r̶̩̳̬̥͚̀ ̴̜͋́́̄̏͗̐͌̚͝h̸͖̓̇̅̑̓͘i̸̩̠̗̜̳̗͙̟̮̍̊̉͐̅m̷̨͔̩̯͙͎̗̖̘̓̍̉̈́̚ ̵̤̲̩̦͔͒̑̀͌͆̓ẅ̵̨̨̝͈̼͇̺́̀̅̇͑͗͌̈́̽͝ȉ̶̢͒̇͛̒̈̄̽̄l̷̲̞͍̪̂̀̑̇͘l̷̛͕̖̈́̌͘ ̴̦̜̫͚̭̞̝̖̹̏̽̊͆̽̈́́͌̓b̶̙̌̂̀̿͛͛̓̚e̸̞̬͍̪̙̓̆
̴̰͝ạ̸̡̧̱̻͓͎͚͕͍͐͌͂͌͑̌̔̅̏͘ ̵͕̼͗̓̋̍̓̀̎͑̈́ṡ̵̠̉̔̀͑̽̅̚t̶̰͔̭̩̠̟̺̾̉͜ŗ̴̡̖̭͇̫͓̍͆̒͆͑͂͌ͅũ̴̧͓̟̇̂͑͑̒͠ĝ̶̞͈͎̞͕̯͒̎̍͐̒͜ͅg̸̦̣̬̞̲͉̖͕̖̜̉͑̽͆̀̅̍̏͘l̷̨̛̲̐̑̏͝ë̷̱̝̟͍́̈́͆͑.̶̢̳̲͇̟͍̺̗̦̝̏͆̐̏̒̑"̷̖̪̚

╭ 　　　　　 ╮
❝𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓈𝓊𝓀𝑒 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉. 𝒶𝓃𝒹
𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓂𝓇. 𝒶𝓃𝒹
𝓂𝓇𝓈. 𝓎𝒶𝑜𝓉𝑜𝓂𝑒, 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓇
𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝓊𝑔𝑔𝓁𝑒 ❞
╰ 　　　　　 ╯

color and pure
happiness started to
drain from her face.

time for
reality
to hit.

seeing the rising terror
on the bluenette's face,
antoinette felt the guilt
bared onto her shoulders
to tell the love-sick girl
the truth.

"and to finalize, do you
even know what your father
thinks about this?"

the sound of the sharp
glass hitting the floors
was cold and deadly.
dreams instantly faded
and darkness seeped in.

she stayed frozen,
her watering eyes
never leaving the
sites of her cousin.

and she ran.

running to him.

she didn't care if
the wine got on her half
a million dollar dress,

she didn't care if her own
blood judged and disowned
her for loving him,

she didn't care.

but, she cared to
fall into his arms.

she cared to
cry onto his shoulder,
knowing that he'll always
be there to love her.

when she rushed out
of the ballroom, suddenly
her will to breathe was lost.

"sousuke!"

HE WAS THE ARTIST

his heart broke into utter
pieces as tears started
spilling from her
beautiful eyes.

SHE WAS THE PAINTING

only to feel the pain of a slap
on his pale cheek; her father.

HE PROMISED TO PAINT
HER BLACK AND WHITE
WITH THE COLORS OF
LOVE AND BLUE

"i may not know you sousuke
yaotome, but i know this much."

staring straight into his crushed
soul, the said father removed his palm
away from his daughter's lover.

BUT SOON, SOUSUKE
WILL LEAVE HER

AND SHE'LL BECOME
THE UNFINISHED
MASTERPIECE

"you will never
be enough for
my daughter."

✧ ˎ
. ✦ ˎ ˊ ｡
｡. ❝ 𝒻𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒽𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝒹 ❞ ｡ˎˊ˗
✧ ˊ ｡
✧ ✦

"what are you
frowning on, dear?"

sousuke
yaotome.

the tramp who
stolen the heart of
crown princess.

with his start of becoming a ceo
of his new music production empire,
and his wife doing her regular charity
works and world fashion influence,

the two lovers rarely
have any time to spend
just to themselves.

"it's nothing to worry
about, love." a soft smile
grew on his face.

he sat on the bed next to
his wife as she pasted the other
wine glass to him.

but, before letting the
pinot noir go down his parched
throat, sousuke spoke up.

"i thought i saw the maids
trying to shove a pair of jimmy choo's
behind the laundry washer."

" ! ! ! ! "

that's when the bluenette
almost spatted out her wine on
her satin lingerie dress.

finding her stammered face to be
absolutely priceless, he wrapped his bare
arms around his wife as the grayish haired
man gave out chuckle.

❝𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉
𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇。❞

"i don't know why you try to hide
your shopping from me," he stated softly.
"you can buy whatever you want. besides,
everyone knows you wear the money
pants in the family."

"pfft—" [ your name ] clutched her
stomach tightly as she kept on giggling.
"money pants? oh my, if i'm wearing pants, then of course kenji and toku are definitely wearing money chanel jumpsuits."

but, staring off into his pale
ocean eyes, [your name] cupped
his face with her cold, but delicate,
hands. her enchanting smile that
never left her beautiful face.

"but, pants are
overrated anyways."
she whispered.

an angel kiss placed down
on his ashen cheek. the moment
was absolutely perfect.

love started to fill
their lungs again.

"i love you."

within the moonlit
night, they locked lips.

❝𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒾 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉
𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉。❞

she wished that night,
that they could've fell
asleep there forever.

because in those
love-filled days,
she didn't know
that the future
would bring
such depression.

✧ ˎ
. ✦ ˎ ˊ ｡
｡. ❝ 𝓉𝑜𝓀𝓎𝑜, 𝓎𝒶𝑜𝓉𝑜𝓂𝑒
𝑔𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓈 — 1998 ❞ ｡ˎˊ˗
✧ ˊ ｡
✧ ✦

why lie
and tell her
that she was
your rose,

❝あなたを想うと。❞
❝𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒾 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊。❞

but in the winter,
you turn your
attention to all
of the other
flowers in
the garden,

❝萎れていた心さえも。❞
❝𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉。❞

instead of
tending
to her fallen
petals?

❝柔らかな輝きに
優しく満たされてく。❞
❝𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝒻𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽
𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉。❞

her periwinkle hair
covering parts of her face,
and her plump, pinkish
lips quivered.

her pale skin
reflected the sunset
that went down
in front of them.

❝こんな気持ち人わ
「幸せ」とよぶんだ。❞
❝𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔
𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒
𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 "𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈"。❞

the rose that
wilted from
her love for
him.

and him?

well, he fell in love
and had an affair
with another woman.

and he gave up
on his family.

his son, who was merely
only four years old.

his wife, who love him
more than herself,

gave up her
family for him,

and really believed
that her love story was going
to end in a happy ending.

❝目に映る世界。❞
❝𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹
𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈。❞

"do you
love me?"

lost rivers started
to pour from the eyes
that he said he loved.
her body endlessly shaking
to the pits of hell.

as flowers swayed
to the breezes that
pasted by, sousuke
couldn't bare to lock
sight with her.

❝ひとつひとつが光だった。❞
❝𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒷𝓎 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉。❞

please answer
her, sousuke.

she deserves the
untold truth, and
only but the truth.

❝二人ならどんな
苦しい夜が来ても。❞
❝𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝒻 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉
𝒷𝑜𝓉𝒽 𝑜𝒻 𝓊𝓈, 𝓌𝑒'𝓁𝓁
𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉。❞

kiss her painful emotions,
and understand her love.
love her back as much
as she loves you.

tell her how much
you love your rose.

❝笑ってこえてゆける、
信じていたよ。。。❞
❝𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ,
𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝓁𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽 . . . ❞

except, she's no
longer your rose.

as the sun started to
set, all that was loved
soon died in the end.

"i don't love
you anymore,
[ your name ]."

✧ ˎ
. ✦ ˎ ˊ ｡
｡. ❝ 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓈, [ 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 ]
𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑒 — 1998 ❞ ｡ˎˊ˗
✧ ˊ ｡
✧ ✦

he looked over to
his mother; she
was emotionless.

peaking through
the slightly opened french
door, four year old gaku yaotome
was pretty confused. not only
confused, but terrified.

where was his father?
why was he in france?

why did his mother
look so sad?

it broke the his happiness
with the sense that his
mother wouldn't even
speak to him anymore.

"excusez-moi," the little
boy spoke up to the maid
in broken french. "can i go
see my mère?"

╭ 　　　　　 ╮
❝ 𝑒𝓍𝒸𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓂𝑒 ❞
╰ 　　　　　 ╯

╭ 　　　　 ╮
❝ 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 ❞
╰ 　　　　　 ╯

the french maid
gave the child a pitied
look. he didn't have any
clue what was going on.

she softly nodded to
the japanese boy. opening
up the white doors gracefully,
the maid spoke in the most
angelic voice that echoed
the quiet room.

"mademoiselle, ton
fils te cherche et."

╭ 　　　　　 ╮
❝ 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈, 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓃
𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊 ❞
╰ 　　　　　 ╯

nothing.

she was silently killing herself.
drowning herself in her thoughts
that suffocated her lungs.

she viewed the
swan lake terrace with
no words to speak.

water started to spill
from her son's eyes when
she thought she was
the only one hurting.

"oka-san !!" he
cried out to her.

"please speak to me!!"

her dulling eyes started
to widen as each word gaku
cried out to her started crashing
down her silent walls.

"w-why are
you so sad?"

"where is
oto-san. . . ?"

"why are we in
france and not
at home?"

"do you still love
me . . . oka-san?"

it hit her broken heart.

slowly walking to
gaku, she bent down in her
pale silky sundress.

embracing her child
tightly with the love she
neglected to give him, the
depressed girl started
to realize.

"i'm very
sorry, love."

"i'm sorry that i forgot
that you were suffering
just as much as me."

❝𝒾 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝒽𝑜𝓌
𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹
𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒹, 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹
𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇。❞

✧ ˎ
. ✦ ˎ ˊ ｡
｡. ❝ 𝑜𝓈𝒶𝓀𝒶, [ 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 ]
𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 — 1993 ❞ ｡ˎˊ˗
✧ ˊ ｡
✧ ✦

"ma chère, je suis tellement
heureux que nous allons
enfin avoir un enfant!"

╭ 　　　　　 ╮
❝ 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇, 𝒾'𝓂 𝓈𝑜
𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁
𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹 ❞
╰ 　　　　　 ╯

✧ ˎ
. ✦ ˎ ˊ ｡
｡. ❝ 𝓉𝑜𝓀𝓎𝑜 , 𝓎𝒶𝑜𝓉𝑜𝓂𝑒
𝑔𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓈 — 1993 ❞ ｡ˎˊ˗
✧ ˊ ｡
✧ ✦

"sousuke?"

"yes?"

"do you think we'll be
good parents one day?"

"of course we
will, [ your name ]."

"after all, they have
you as their mother."

✧ ˎ
. ✦ ˎ ˊ ｡
｡. ❝ 𝓉𝑜𝓀𝓎𝑜, 𝓎𝒶𝑜𝓉𝑜𝓂𝑒
𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒹𝓊𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈 — 2019 ❞ ｡ˎˊ˗
✧ ˊ ｡
✧ ✦

her mind drifted
into the star filled skies
above her as she took a sip
from her champagne glass.

she was sober at the
lonely terrace; her heart
was aching yet was filled with
joy that her son has now
turned twenty-five.

the beautiful lights
of the dazzling city shown
below her eyes, but nothing
had caught her interest yet.

until it became two
people on the terrace.

stepping out in a
burberry suit, the bluenette
could already tell who came out
onto the terrace.

"shouldn't you be dancing
with your son right now?"

[ your name ] could recognize
that voice from anywhere. covering
her mouth to prevent her dying
amusement, she brushed off her
alexander mcqueen dress lightly and
forced eye contact to the person.

"you knew i was never the
partying type, sousuke."

"i see." his shoulders
planted onto the terrace's iron
railings. lighting up his cigarette and
exhaling the toxic fumes, the gray
smoke felt nostalgic to the lady.

"and i see that you still smoke
cigarettes? i remember absolutely
hating you for smoking."

the grayish haired ceo gave
out a dry chuckle to his ex-wife
while his eyes met her exquisite ones.

"it's been over two
decades since we've
talked." he reminisced.

"and it took me two decades
to say this, sousuke," [ your name ]
calmly smiled. "you don't mind if i
reopened the wound?"

he nodded slightly,
but his face was
painted with slight
confusion.

"what do you think
happened to us, sousuke?"
the mother questioned.

"why we drifted
apart, [ your name ]."

she shook her head.

"no, no we didn't, sousuke."

"what happened in our
relationship was that
you gave up on us."

his expression turned
stoic. absolutely baffled with
denial, he tried to object the
women he once loved.

"it's not just my fault that
our marriage didn't work
out." he almost scoffed.

"you're right." she
said with confidence.

❝𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝓎𝓈
𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒
𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓈𝒶𝒹 𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 。❞

"i shouldn't have kept things
from you," [ your name ] injected.
"hidden my shoes, turned down jobs,
charity work; worrying that it might
make you feel lesser than."

closing up to his
face, she said her final
words she wished she had
said to him years ago.

❝𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝒾𝓂
𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓅𝒾𝑒𝒸𝑒,
𝓎𝑒𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓈𝑜
𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓇𝓉。❞

"but let's be clear."

"the problem in our marriage
wasn't my family's status, but
was that you were a coward."

tears started rolled
down her cheeks as she
clutched onto her fists.

"but i then realized,
it's not my job to make
you feel like a man."

❝𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝑔𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒
𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 。❞

"i couldn't make you
something you're not."

˗ˏˋ THE END ˎˊ˗

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EDIT — BTW, THE WOMAN WHO SOUSUKE CHEATED WITH ON [ YOUR NAME ] IS THE IDOLISH 7'S MANAGER'S DECEASED MOTHER ( IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW SOUSUKE LOVED THAT WOMAN AND SO THATS HOW THIS STORY BECAME AN IDEA LOL

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