youre a waste of oxygen

The first thing that came to her mind was to get the pink handkerchief in the backpack for the person. Apologies can come second. Handing the soft cloth, the left hand was put in front of the chin and two bows were made, gesturing a sincere apology. 

Byakuya frowned at the familiar gesture of apology the girl had granted him before directing his attention to the pink handkerchief. "Do you really believe that just because you don't have the ability to speak, you can be easily forgiven for your stupidity? How in the world could you have possibly bumped into someone when this place is barely crowded? You're mute, not blind. "

          “I guess you c-could say th-that my love for Byakuya-sama is th-this strong…!”

          I mean really, being in a city mirroring Venice, the Pairing Project and so on and so forth, how could she not think about the possible opportunities of romantic merriment with this guy? Touko was already attached to his arm, rubbing her cheek lovingly against his shoulder.

With a suppressed growl, he tore his arm away from Fukawa's grip.

"Go make yourself tolerable by standing in the corner over there and pretending you cease to exist." He fished out his handkerchief in pursuit of wiping his shoulder as if the girl's approach was the most vile thing to ever grace his suit.

     Huffing, she glared at the blue eyed boy and turned her nose to him.  ❝ And I still see you’re as mean as ever, I’m surprised they even let you in here in the first place. Or did you pay your way into here just to make some poor person miserable? ❞ The quip was probably unexpected, but all that time away had not lessened her anger towards Togami. If anything it only fed the flame inside her.

     And then a sudden realization came over her–what was he doing here in the first place? The whole reason why Aoi was here was to experience a new place and see new faces, of course the catch of the Partner Project came with it but it was just a minor thing–so far she was getting along with Sawamura pretty well too. But Togami? She doubted he would agree to such a thing in the first place. So what was it? 

"Hm," A smirk of immense derision curled the lips of the heir just by the mere sound of his former classmate's supposedly biting comeback. "how clever of you to figure me out, Asahina. Honestly, your wit continues to astound me."

A tinge of mockery laced his words though the fact that she just childishly stuck her tongue out at him altered his smirk to a frown, fighting back the impulse to do the same. He was not going to stoop down to her indigent status. He had already grown accustomed to Asahina's childish reactions to his words. Her backlashes were mostly consist of making up ridiculous nicknames or just giving him that kind of frown that usually reminds him of a child being told they can't get a cookie from the jar yet.

It was a miracle how much he had managed to put up with her back in the academy. Their interactions would always result to an argument with Naegi simmering things down. Why he had to chance upon her, of all people, in this very city was beyond him. As soon as she had finally stepped aside to let him have his turn at long last, Byakuya diverted his attention to the employee behind the counter-- instinctively voicing out his usual order. The second he paid for his drink, his attention was immediately swiped away by Asahina's unforeseen question and for a moment, the blond remained quiet.

At least, that’s how the humans taught to her. Though from her era, thanks to the existence of GPS, she rarely got lost in the middle of nowhere unless she had purposely turned it off.

This was the different case. Since she still couldn’t memorize the whole map, including the fact that she’s a newcomer, sometimes she could be lost.

Isla didn’t felt offended when the male spoke to her with harsh statement. She ever had the worse ones as Retriever. Her stoic visage still remained, as she went to reply his question.

“I lives at Chamomile Apartment, with Kawai Shizuka as my roommate. If you wished to show the direction, you don’t have to escort me, I could go there by myself.” She gave a brief pause to drew a breath, before continued. “And I couldn’t agree more with your opinion to lock people in the same kind as me, away from the public.”

He chanced a look of disbelief at her direction upon hearing her destination then seemingly agreeing to his insult for some strange reason. How odd. Same kind as her? He didn't have to ponder any longer to figure out that she was implying that she was nothing near the ordinary-- mentally, perhaps.

If that was the case, then he probably shouldn't be too harsh on her no matter how unfazed she seemed to be by it.

          “Byakuya-sama…!” So, it was true. He was here. All those research and all were worth it. Even as she was reluctant in signing up for the Pairing Project, she was happy enough to know that he participated as well. Maybe in hopes of being paired with her beloved.

           But that wasn’t the case, sadly.

           She was already quick by his side as soon as she saw him. Absolutely enamoured by his presence as always.

           “B-Byakuya-sama! Can you believe it…? B-Being in a r-romantic city… together…” Oh geez. She’s drooling now.

A scowl curled his lips before he directed his attention back on the bookshelf before him, cerulean eyes studying every title printed on the spines of the books.

"I see you're still as pathetic as before with no hope of ever attaining maturity." He chanced another glance at her only to frown in disgust at the mere sight of the saliva tracing down the side of her lips.

                                             Don’t blow up. Don’t punch him in his stupid face.

  ✯ The boy could nearly feel himself leaning forwards, legs just itching to launch himself at the pompous individual in front of him and just give him what he thought he deserved. Oh how badly he wanted to wipe that smug grin off the others face and break those shitty glasses in two. This guy probably wouldn’t even make it a day in the real world. Pampered, obviously spoiled and thinking he is better than everyone else… There is no way. Even his assistants probably hated him with just a first impression like that, he pitied them, being stuck with an asshole like that. 

✯  What the hell was this guy saying? Was he really going to be that arrogant? He can’t just talk to me like that! Uncrossing his arms, large optics narrowing in frustration he marched over to stand in front of the other, standing a couple inches shorter than him, which caused him to raise his chin upwards slightly. He was used to be shorter than an ‘opponent’ but that wasn’t going to stop him from intimidating another, sword sheathed around his hip and there it shall stay.

"Your name is no concern of mine." He glowered down at the other male. "And I believe you don't understand the importance of the circumstances here. Let me go into detail for you as slowly as possible and try your very best to keep up. I am Byakuya Togami-- heir to the Togami Conglomerate. You do not know the great number of things I had to do to get to where I am right now. In fact, I can have you be deprived of existence and nobody will even notice-- after all, who would remember a worthless commoner such as yourself? So if I were you, I would think twice before speaking to me like that."

He knew that he had the favorable convenience to request for a change of roommate anytime he pleases but doing such a thing would only mean that Hyakuya had won. He refused to let this wretched excuse of a human being know that he had gotten to him. No, Byakuya intended on pushing him to leave. He was not going to be the weak one at the end of this conflict. So much for a potential wife though.

N-Nineteenth century?