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Ryoya looked at the girl in bewilderment. Who was this girl? She seemed to have known him, but how is that possible? This was really random. Here he was going to kill her, but then she talks like she knows him? It was too much of a coincidence. Ryoya looked down at her in shock. Was she crying? How did she know his name? A million questions went through his head as he stared down at the girl. Who was she? Maybe he did know her and just can't remember? Shrugging the thought off, he would have remembered her. He has a very good memory, so someone this attached to him he would remember them. She was probably just crazy. Just as he was going to ask her who she was, she stopped crying and knocked the rose out of his hand. What did he do for her to be angry? The light breeze blew through his hair as he watched her run away.

He had to ask her what she was talking about. None of it was making sense to him. After watching her run away, he stood there in silence. "She isn't getting away without explaining herself properly. Who comes up to a random person like that?" He questioned as if he had room to judge how someone treats someone else. Ryoya strolled after the girl. He hesitated seeing she was with another boy, but he had to get some answers out of her. Walking up behind the girl, his glance fell upon the male she was in front of.

"I could care less about this boy, but who are you? How do you know my name? If you came here to try and date me then I'll have to kill you first. Love is useless here and also a waste of time." Maybe if he was his old self he wouldn't think so darkly, but he couldn't help it now. The fact was this girl intrigues him. "Listen just hurry and tell me what I asked for so I can kill you." Ryoya couldn't explain what had intrigued him so much, but it wasn't her blood. No it was something else but he couldn't put his finger on it. Before letting this infatuation with her get out of hand, he was going to have to kill her. It was going to drive him crazy otherwise. He walked next to the girls side and looked at the boy with her. A feeling of wanting to kill the pair started to increase, but he had to know why this girl knew him so well.