RAT ⚘ PENELOPE SCOTT
"I wanted to be you and do what you do."

the atmosphere full of hilarity and joyful expressions soon disappeared, once a mysterious man walts in with a strange attire.

"Skating should be fun." The area became eerie, their surroundings suddenly engulfed in a shade of purple to fit the aura of the mysterious masked man. "You have quite a good quote there."

[name] shuddered, the deep tone of their voice must've belonged to a grown man, yet for someone they haven't met to give such a bad impression on them immediately, he must be bad news.

The crowd murmurs at the appearance of the mysterious man, mumbling the name 'adam' that [name] found unfamiliar.

"Adam?"

"Wait... the legendary?" Reki brightened, the famous name he had frequently heard whilst in his first day in S, such a well-known man was worth remembering.

"You're all empty again now, Miya." Adam cooed, stopping right infront of the group as he had appeared like a villain in a disney movie, a flashy outfit and a mask. how does one have the time to make such an outfit?

"Friends, skating..." Adam glanced at the [name] and miya's entertwined hands, his lips forming into a wry sneer. "You, at this point... have nothing left."

How fucking dare you—

[name] bit back the nasty retort that would've tarnished Miya's view of them—and create unnecessary attention, their grip on miya's hands tightening, as if it was their way of saying; I'm here.

Miya was trembling, his eyes darkening like his world had fallen apart, the praises he received from his teacher were nothing but shards of glass, thrown away alongside the garbage like it was mere trash to be disposed of. he acknowledged him—he admired him. only to once again, give disappointing results.

"Well, anyways... I took a look at your skating." The man started to pamper Langa with compliments and praises, completely forgetting about Miya as he became too indulged in the bluenette.

[name] brought their hands to miya's cheeks, lifting up his head with a soft grin that gave Miya a sense of reassurance. "Are you okay?" Miya was truly grateful for gaining a reliable friend, without them they would've crumbled. [name] was like a gardener, and Miya was the flower. they gave him affection and care, for him to grow.

"Hold on for a second!"

[name] didn't bother turning their gaze to Reki, already predicting what he was going to do—it was clear in his silence the whole time Adam spoke.

"Take back what you said!"

Miya's head lifts up at the demanding voice of Reki, their hostile gaze towards Adam brought the man ecstasy.

"What if I said I won't take it back?" His polished white teeth were exposed once a grin lifted his lips, canine teeth were similar to a dog, prepared to clench and grind skin with their teeth.

"I'll have you take it back..." Reki lifted his multi-colored skateboard, "With this!"

The mass of people had began shouting in excitement, some even jumping at the thought of seeing Adam in action. a bunch of monkeys cheering on their alpha.

"If I win, i'll have you apologize to Miya."

"Don't sympathize with me!" Miya's fists clench, his eyes being concealed by his bangs as if they were a shield that he used for his emotions to hide behind. he despised the thought of their pitiful gazes, so he could only look away. "I'm totally fine."

"It just means I'm going back to the beginning."

"I'm not sympathizing. It's just that I absolutely hate guys like him!"

[name] didn't hide their skeptical gaze towards the man, as Adam had noticed their piercing eyes minutes ago, a familiar look of determination and the urge to protect something they held dear.

Such useless human emotions were passionate, but it didn't fit his standards.

"If you feel responsible, don't. it was his choice to challenge adam." [name] searched through their bag for a particular object, mumbling curses as they were having difficulty in doing so. "But what can a talentless slime do against the founder of "S"? Nothing!" Miya brought his face into the palm of his hands, frantically searching for a solution for the unlucky boy.

"What are you even doing?"

[name]'s face brightened at the sight of what they were searching for, lifting up the black object that had a similar figure to a pen. "Is that what you were looking for?? a pen??" Miya deadpanned, restraining himself from committing a crime, although the environment was quiet and there were no witnesses present, it would've been a nice place to murder.

"Lay your head on my lap, I'll put eyeliner on you." [name] brought his head to their lap, as he was quizzical to what was occuring. "What? eyeliner?" He was perplexed, wondering if that was the name of the object they held.

"Wait what are you trying to do? Don't draw on my face!" He fumbled around once he saw them remove the cap of the item, his eyebrows knitting together in unease. "It's alright, stay still. Don't you trust me?"

Miya bit his bottom lip, before accepting his fate—his hair sprawled on their lap whilst he closed his eyes. arguing was a waste of energy, they'd end up in a brawl that would end 'till sunrise.

[name] kept in their giggle at his easy forfeit, bringing the eyeliner to the area above his eyelashes, adding the makeup as delicately as they could. [name] was certainly not a professional, they had found this in the depths of their couch whilst searching for the remote, and have decided to bring it with them for no apparent reason.

The eyeliner was not too thin, nor too thick—it appeared pleasing and satisfactory as [name] worked on the other eye, stroking upwards for the wing and filling up the small area that was not filled with the eyeliner.

the quiet breeze of the wind was soft, as if it was trying not to disturb [name]'s concentration, the starry sky of midnight was at their peak, the full moon illuminating in the sky.

dangerous as it might be when just a pair of children are out so late, they didn't feel an ounce of trouble, aware that they have eachother.

His head on their lap, whilst the close proximity of their faces, people could easily misunderstood the situation. Miya wondered if they were this close with people, if they were always willing to caress their faces like [name] usually does to him.

Why am I thinking like this anyway? it's not that I like them.

His mind became blank, as if he rethought that statement once more.

"Finished!" [name] beamed, finally moving away with a satisfied look, swiftly replaced by a stare of wonder, taking in the sight of a flustered Miya.

"Are you okay?"

"I don't think so."

it's just puppy love, it'll go away. He thought, his beating heart ringing in his ears like an alarm.

uhh double update

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