Azusa's friends were holding me so they would be able to do it with me. Another guy held Ryoki so he won't interrupt.
"Azusa," I called him. He looked at me.
"Are you happy now? Did you find it beneficial for your mother? Will she be happy if you do this to me? Is this what she really wants?"
As if on cue, Ryoki put the guy who held him down. It looked like he stabbed his face.
"Stop it, all of you! Or I'll stab the very face of this idiot! You're all models, right? What will happen to his career if I do?" Ryoki threatened them.
"Hey! All of you! Stop it? What are you doing here?" a woman of authority said.
"We're just shooting a film, Rina-san."
"Don't make excuses. Get out of here! All of you!"
"Are you all right?" Rina-san turned to me.
"I guess."
"Do you want me to take you home, or to the hospital? Do you want anything?"
She was about to reach me when Ryoki blocked himself as if he's protecting me.
"I don't want Azusa's friends to hurt her! Let's go, Narita!" he said. Ugh! Hatsumi, stop your heart from beating fast!
"Bye, Hatsumi! Say hi to your dad for me!"
Out of anger, I hit Azusa right in the face. Rina-san came to aid him.
"Why did you do that? You're his old friends, right?"
"Yes, he's an OLD friend. That's why I hurt him now."
"Hey, you alright?"
"Yeah. Especially when I hit Azusa. He deserved it."
"That's my girl."
"You're praising me for what I did to Azusa? I guess you're a bad influence."
"Don't tell me you're sorry for what you did. Hey…"
"Do you think I'm just someone who deserved to be hurt? Why would someone do this to me? Am I that ugly? Am I that worthless?" I said with tears.
"No, you're not," he assured me. And he kissed me. I really don't want to admit this but it felt good.
