When the person I used to admire, turned out to be a Yandere!

Emiko was feeling guilty.

It has been only two days and yet she has fought with Haruki already.

She tried controlling herself from putting up an argument but when she heard how rigidly Haruki was fixated on not taking her to the hospital, she lost it.

She wanted to be there with him at any cost. She has already missed many of his special moments until now. In the previous life, her foolish self didn’t care about him, and in this one, she had no choice but to stay away from him.

But now that she was with him, and had included herself in his life, Emiko desperately desired to be with him at every ups and downs. It wasn’t that she was repaying him or anything around it, rather, Emiko just had this urge to not let her Haru-kun fall at any step in his life anymore.

She wanted to be there with him all the time, and for that, she had a slight argument with him last night.

Haruki had discovered a news article stating that Emiko was spotted near his management school and such so he wanted her to remain at home or appear at her workplace to lessen the doubts.

But…

“Are you angry with me? ” Sitting inside the car, Emiko finally broke the ice, as she asked Haruki in a low, sad tone.

Haruki seemed to have pulled out of his daze as he jerked his head in her direction with a complicated visage.

“I thought Emiko-san was angry with me. ”

‘He said my name…Ohmagosh~’ She inwardly squealed but reminded herself that it wasn’t the time to be happy about hearing her name from her lover.

Glancing at him once again, she asked, “Did I do anything that made me look angered at you? ”

Emiko accepts that she has been less talkative since morning but it was only because she was ashamed of herself. Ashamed that she retorted Haruki’s reasoning with such blatant responses which had no concrete logic at all.

Though she did want to tag along, the route she chose to convince him, might have been a little thorny.

“I mean…you didn’t eat anything in the morning and even shouted at your assistant on the phone…”

‘He cares for me so much… ‘ Again, she had to remind herself that it wasn’t the safe time to indulge in her dreamy thoughts.

“I sometimes skip breakfast when I don’t run in the morning and take a heavy brunch. And about the assistant…well, she was fussing over some contract and wanted me to tell her off so she could present the call recording to the people offering the contract. ”

Apart from what she mentioned, there was another reason too. Naomi wanted Emiko to stay home since putting down that news took a lot of time and consisted of high risk as well. Not just for Emiko but for Haruki as well…but naturally, Emiko never considered telling this to Haruki.

Haruki remained silent for a bit making Emiko slightly anxious…however, before she could have turned to look at him, she felt a warm hand overlapping hers which was resting over her thigh.

Emiko slowed the car but didn’t entirely halt it because of those shitty street cameras all over. But seriously, she needs to do something about these sudden attacks from her Haru-kun, or who knows what might happen.

“…do you really not care about being seen with me in public?”

“No.” Like it was instinctual or something, Emiko answered right away. She had nothing to do with the media or the public, since, for her, her utmost priority remains in Haruki then after, her family.

Haruki again paused before he said, “You know being seen with someone so…ordinary like me would tarnish your reputation of being one of the models who have never been caught up in any kind of scandals, right … ”

‘He knows my past as well, which means he had an interest in me for a long…’ She controlled the urge to sing the victory song before she replied, “You know Haru-kun…when I realize how I can’t enjoy my daily life with the person I love…I feel I shouldn’t have entered this modeling worl-”

“Please don’t say that… ” Emiko felt Haruki’s hand clutching hers.

Emiko had to stop the car. This was too much. Her heart…her heart was about to explode any moment.

Regardless, she didn’t get the time to enjoy the sensation of an aggressive Haru-kun since his words held more importance at the moment.

“You know I was never interested in models or movies at all. I used to invest my time in either studies or work…but some years ago, when I saw your interview, Emiko-san, I felt captivated…not just your beauty but everything about you was so fascinating that…that I couldn’t stop myself from watching the whole clip. It truly was a life-changing day for me…and you, Emiko-san were the source of that change. ”

Haruki still remembers that day when he was sitting at the cashier counter with a depressed aura surrounding his demeanor when his feed suddenly showed the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Since Emiko was new at that time, seeing her for the first time in the interview made him totally captivated.

Her words, her voice, her tone, and most importantly, how beautiful she looked amongst the group of people with whom she came, exhausted his tiredness and made him watch the same clip three times over. Not the whole video but the part including Emiko.

She was stunning in every sense and since the modeling industry was the source that allowed him and many others to know what kind of person Harada Emiko was and how she motivated many people out there makes it more important that Emiko doesn’t leave her career as a model, just because of him.

Lifting his gaze he was about to conclude his long-ass speech when he noticed something unexpected.

“Emiko-san?! ”

In between his barrage of compliments, Emiko fainted with her head planted against the steering wheel and a full-bloomed smile stretching her lips.

Fortunately, the place of their car was parked was just in front of the hospital…

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A/N: – Sorry for the short chapter but I didn’t feel like adding anything. It seemed perfect to end it like this.

Once they stabilize their relationship and Emiko gets used to Haruki somehow, I promise the sugar will be tripled.

Drop a comment if you are excited about the upcoming chapters~