You Scowled at your parents. They never told u They were going to file a divorce! u knew there would be a probability that they would, due to the fact they always fighted on which family business u went into. But u weren’t expecting that until u were 14. BUT AT THE AGE OF 7?! What the hell was wrong with them? A few days later, u had your things ready and bid a farewell to your mother, as u and your father were moving to America. As u walked out u looked to your mother for a last time, no longer able to predict your future thanks to your new change.

“But WHY do I need to go onto this first date?! I don’t even KNOW this Kyoya person u speak of! “ u looked to your father angrily. He had set u up on a first datum with a family friend’s son, apparently because they had “big plans” for the both of you. u hated it when they did that, but it was only logical to them, both of them being from big companies and all. But it wasn’t always fair to you. u were expected to take on the family business, marry some unknown man in 4 years, and expectantly kom bij companies. It just wasn’t fair on your perspective. Sighing and unclenching your grasp from the fine glass table, u gave in.
“Fine, I’ll go on your stupid date.” Your father quickly gave u a kiss on the forehead while mumbling a thanks and how grateful he was as u reached into your portemonnee sitting on the tafel, tabel and took out your digital planner. The only dag u were free was on Saturday, so u took that dag for your first datum with the stranger, not knowing what would happen.

_________________________________ON SATURDAY________________________________________

u watched as the small black limo drove away, instantly leaving u alone to wait for the stranger Kyoya. As your father had told you, He had black hair and glasses, and would meet u at the restaurant for your date. Bringing a curled stray (H/C) lock behind your ear, u looked around. The straat where u were waiting was no place for u of your dress to be, since your dress was a white floor length one with only one shoulder strap, so u walked into the restaurant. Sure enough was a very handsome man waiting there. Taking a moment to drink him up, u secretly looked him up and down. He had Raven black Hair and glasses, and was wearing a black tux. Taking your hand in his, he shook it slightly before properly introducing himself.
“ Hello there miss, my name is Kyoya Otori. I’m sure u are ______? Am I correct?” Looking to him, u blushed and nodded. “Excellent. I am sure u are as intellectual as my father tells me u are, so I am quite sure we’ll get along fine. Come and have a seat.”
As u were led to the tafel, tabel door the waiter, u couldn’t stop stealing glances at Kyoya. Damn He was cute! Sitting properly at the table, u both ordered what u wanted and sat for a moment in silence, like it was some sort of funeral. After a couple of minutes, u both started a conversation, asking each other a flood of questions. Soon enough u were both in a deep conversation about your family businesses, and what the other’s parent “expected” for your “future”, barely even noticing when the waiter came door and brought your food.
Once u were finished with your conversation, the both of u snapped back into reality, realizing u were both famished. Using the silver cutlery, u delicately cut the food u had and ate it; Just as u were taught. After u were both finished, u went back into conversation, and the way he looked at you; it was so loving, it was like u were the love of his life, just through the first date.
Once u were both finished with your conversation and your dinner, he brought u home; stopping u from going inside before u were pulled into a deep, sweet kiss. Though it was short, it was sweet. Just like candy.
Afterwards, once u were already inside, it was like u floated to your room where u changed into your pajamas and went to bed, only wondering when you’d see him again.