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Kyoko Mogami & Ren Tsuruga - Skip Beat! (18/25) "If an apology could settle things, then there'd be no need for hell." 

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-Skip Beat!-

(#Coloring)

Credits: Y.Nakamura's Arts.

Crossposted to AO3 here.

1 - Mogami Kyoko

There is an ember locked away inside the box. It smolders gently. It has been there in spite of all her efforts to quench it, and around it, the box chars, and starts to smolder itself.

She doesn’t know when the ember worked its way in. She doesn’t know how. She only knows that it flares a little brighter, as though with the feather touch of a passing breeze, and burns a little hotter every time she looks at Tsuruga Ren, or he at her.

A younger Kyoko would have attributed other things to it. It was, obviously, the last, spiteful remnants of her resentment towards a man who could manipulate her as easily as a potter molded clay. It was anger at a man who only ever seemed to mock her, who had made a game of fooling her, of treating her like a stupid, gullible child. It was just professional envy for a man at the pinnacle of their shared craft, who seemed so far beyond her that she despaired in her weaker moments of ever superseding him.

That was it. That was it. Nothing but resentment. Anger. Envy. That was it.

But that isn’t right, is it? She’s been through enough, hasn’t she? Learned enough? Scarred enough? Fought enough? She can tell herself the truth, can’t she?

It isn’t resentment. That had long since turned into admiration for his skill.

It isn’t anger. That had long since faded away, along with his teasing.

It isn’t envy. She’d taken that and hammered it out into steel-hard determination to match, then surpass him.

All it is—all it is—is Mogami Kyoko, being a stupid, foolish, naïve, stupid little girl again, thinking that she could ever receive, ever win, ever be worthy of the love of someone like Tsuruga Ren.

She is his kouhai, and he her mentor. She, in her more daring or delusional moments, may hope to call herself his friend. She certainly hopes so, after all the times they’ve worked together. But he ultimately moves in more exalted circles than she. She is, beside him, still the plain, charmless maidservant, dreaming of dresses and jewels and handsome princes.

Maybe one day she’ll be able to stand by him. Maybe.

But she will never get him to love her.

i am caught up with the manga. i need emotional support. fanart. fanfics. whatever you got.

Me: look, all I'm saying is that the art is crazy detailed

Spouse (doing something else): uh huh, so ya said

Me: look, look at volume 1 til now. THE DETAIL IS CRAZY

Spouse:Uhhuh

Me, louder: IT'S A LOT OK??? IT'S A LOOOOT

Spouse: if I pretend I'm not listening, would you like to cry quietly?