Sypnosis: Isami might seem easygoing at first glance, but behind that lies more frustration and obsession that no one would ever realize.
Warnings: Yandere!Isami, Tsundere!Takumi, Oblivious!Yukihira, yaoi etc.
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*Start of prologue*
Unforgivable.
Isami Aldini glared at Soma Yukihira again, but no one caught it because everyone was laughing at one of Yukihira and Takumi's typical fights. Takumi was a tsundere that was easily embarrassed, and once everyone else figured out they found all this tough words and fronts very endearing. Not that Takumi was ever a tsundere to Isami, of course. He was always a deredere. That's what Isami thought anyway.
"Oh heyyy. I see you again. Aren't you going to take back your mezzaluna?" Yukihira teased.
"Shut up! I'll get it back one day, just you wait!" Takumi huffed.
"But I've been waiting for quite some time now and your mezzaluna is going to get rusty, y'know?" Yukihira crossed his arms and smirked.
"I-it's not such a bad quality to even-"
Isami couldn't stand the sight of his blushing brother any longer and decided to drag him away.
"Hey Isami! I'm not done yet!" Takumi whined as he was dragged away in an undignified manner like always. Yukihira cheekily waved goodbye, making Takumi pout.
"We're going to be late for class, brother," Isami explained with forced exasperation and a deadpanned face.
"Hm?" Takumi raised his arm to look at his watch. "Oh, you're right! What would I ever do without you? Thanks, Isami."
Exactly, brother.
So don't you go looking at Yukihira that way.
Look at me.
*End of prologue*
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