Rule number 2.
09.12.08
The long awaited…….
DISCLAIMER: Me not own KHR, lah…
The prince always considers other people's status quo. They have to be at least as high as him.
It was a rainy day and a girl was running home without an umbrella to shield her from the downpour. The street was unusually empty and chilly sending shivers down her spine.
'It's too cold. It shouldn't be this cold.' Was the only thought running through her mind as she tried to ignore the droplets that felt like ice on her skin. The rain made it hard for her to see forward. But vaguely, only vaguely, she could see another person, under the rain, swirling and twirling, laughing like crazy.
She fastened her pace to said person and stopped in front of him, panting slightly.
"Hello?"
The person, he, turned around revealing a beautiful face with eyes hidden behind his golden tresses and a grin too wide, making it seemed like his face was going to rip apart in any second and atop of it all, he was wearing a tiara which looked like it was too small for him as it kept sliding down his head.
"You're soaking wet." She said again
"So are you. Shishishishishi…"
She eyed him warily at the eerie chuckle he had just emitted, suddenly forgetting the rain and the cold.
"What's your name?" He said nonchalantly, twirling a knife in his finger much to her fears.
"..(y/n)…W-what's yours?"
He laughed eerily and started twirling again and the drenched girl had to grab his arm to prevent him from falling, yet, he still laughed and twirled, distancing away from her.
"I can't tell you, shishishishi, you're not royal enough to know…" his voice echoed down the street before being swallowed by the booming sound of the rain
That night, his laugh haunted her sleep along with the statement.
You're not royal enough.