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

“Why did you retire?” After walking to and fro inside the living room for some minutes, to calm my nerves, I finally asked her.

Naomi-san has fortunately left since in front of her I wouldn’t have been able to talk to Emiko.

Emiko sat on the couch with a complicated expression on her face. The way the tears of elation from her eyes turned into sadness made my heart clench in sorrow. However, I ensured it.

I needed some answers.

After thinking for some moments she finally uttered in a very low tone, “….because it was the reason why we got separated in both lives.”

I gritted my teeth in agitation hearing that with my hands balled in a fist.

Seriously, was she always this stupid or did she turn out like this because of desperation? I really couldn’t tell.

“So according to you, we got separated because of your modeling job, right?”

Emiko looked at me before asking, “Isn’t it the case? Last time I was so blinded because of my dreams that I neglected Haru-kun and even in this life….”

“I got stabbed and gained the memories of my past life which you didn’t want me to, right?”

Emiko’s eyes widened as she shook her head and said, “That’s not-”

“Then why are you blaming your job for what happened between us? Do you think every model in this world faces similar relationship problems and ends up retiring soon?”

Was I harsh? Yeah, I was.

I have seen how much Emiko has worked hard in her previous life to reach that height. How many nights she spent sleeplessly practicing and had to refrain from eating so many things for months and years just to remain in the best shape possible? How much she has missed her family after running away from home. How she cried on her every birthday. How she has sacrificed anything for her goal…..

How couldn’t I get angry when Emiko threw away all the effort she had put behind her dream, in an instant?

I walked towards Emiko before kneeling in front of her and looking her in the eyes.

“We both had worked so hard in the previous life so you could gain what you desired more than anything. At least you could have told me once that you are going to throw everything away like this?”

“But Haru-kun…nothing is more important to me than you.” Her eyes were blurred because of her heavy tears as she retaliated with something that I could not refute immediately.

However, something I remembered urged me to ask her, “If I am really that important to you, then these past ten days…where were you? Why have I never received a single call from you Emiko?”

Emiko’s eyes widened as she shook her head and finally, those heavy tears slid down her cheeks.

“I wanted to! Trust me Haru-kun, I really wanted to hear your voice even once….but I feared-”

“That I will talk to you harshly like I am right now? Or tell you to not disturb me? Did you think something like that?”

Emiko looked reluctant to nod but maybe it was the last bit of what I added, she assented to my guess.

I heaved a long sigh with my fingers pinching the bridge of my nose. Resting my weight on my knees, I took a moment to collect my thoughts before asking her,

“I have told you not to do many things in the past…yet as stubborn as you always have been, you ended up doing whatever you wanted to anyways. The Harada Emiko I knew would have never cared about my feelings or what I said and called me right away if she really wanted to talk to me.”

I got up on my feet before telling her with a sad smile, “Which makes me think whether you really missed me these past days or was it just me?”

“H-Haru-kun…” Emiko held my hand feebly with tears never leaving her eyes. The condition she was in made my resolve weak and my consciousness screamed for me to just hug the girl right away.

But no. Many things I have seen and many things I have realized. I once yearned for Emiko and now it was her turn.

“I am going.”

I broke the weak hold she had on me and walked away.

The sound of her wailing made my steps stagger but I didn’t turn to look at her. My eyes were moistened but I never stopped. If Emiko couldn’t resolve to decide what she wants to have in this relationship then I am not liable to put in efforts every time.

Since I never wore any shoes I didn’t bother changing into anything before walking out.

*Dhak*

My eyes traveled toward the short-haired lady waiting just outside the door.

I bowed to her shortly before heading towards the elevator.

Amidst the waiting Naomi-san called out, “Can’t you forgive her and just sort out things? I know you are hurting yourself a lot by this…then why?”

The tears I was holding finally burst out as I responded to her without turning around,

“….this time only Emiko can sort this out.”

*******

After leaving the apartment I found Hayato standing there.

I suppose maybe Naomi-san called him?

“Here, wear these and follow me.” He handed me a pair of shoes which he brought in a small bag.

“….I just want to go home-”

“Zip it and just follow me.” Regardless of my protest Hayato held my hand and pulled me to God knows where.

As we began to walk away from the Apartment I couldn’t help looking back at the building top.

Today…it was the first time I shouted at Emiko. And truth be told, I feel the worst.

******

A/N:- Guh! This feels so….spicy~

So let me make things clear. In the past life, because of his family situation and the way their relationship developed, Haruki was not as shy and soft-spoken as he is in this life—which explains his sudden change in personality.

He is confused, scared and extremely hurt.

Well everything will sort out in the end since I don’t like bitter endings~