Since Soujiro seldom made any appearances in public, whenever he appeared, people would pay attention to him. Everybody saw him as the nation's Prince and treated him like God.

His popularity was on par with the most famous celebrities. Elite families with traditional values held the same views regarding Soujiro about public appearances.

But even then those people break that rule. Only Soujiro sticks to even the most foolish rule. His face in real life looked much better than the pictures. During their engagement banquet, despite how occupied she was getting information. Sumire noticed his appearance.

A handsome rich man and beautiful rich girl.

People in that circle saw them as the ideal couple. But Sumire disliked him back then. While she appreciated that he showed his real self in front of her, she still disliked how he faked a smile in public.

"Soujiro, I have something I want to speak to you about.."

...…

The moment Sumire opened the door, the smell of paint greeted her.

Her eyes widened when she stepped into the room. The classroom had transformed into a gorgeous painting. Vibrant shades of blues and purple fill the ceiling and walls.

She immediately understood when she saw the state of the room. "Yuhi." Sumire called out softly.

But Yuhi did not hear her at all, he was far too occupied with painting the ground.

She walked over slowly before she increased her footsteps. The distance between the door and Yuhi was not so much but it felt like forever before she finally reached him. She hugged him from the back and buried her face in his neck. "I'm back."

Yuhi turned around then and wrapped his arms around her waist. The look in his eyes seemed empty and lifeless. They looked familiar to her… "Yuhi.."

Did Yuhi truly think she would leave him and return to Soujiro? What a foolish person. How could she possibly leave him? It is still difficult for her to fall in love but if she were to say those words it would be towards this person.

Yuhi has his own burdens, Sumire understood that from the very beginning. But this was the first time she saw him this way. It is sly and unfair of her to lead him on. If she does not intend to return his feelings, the best thing to do would let him go.

'I cant do that, I cant let Yuhi go.'

Sumire wondered when did Yuhi become so important to her? Since when did such things occupy her mind. When did she realize that she wanted to protect this person no matter what? She brushed her lips against hers and kissed him. It was a light kiss and yet the first time she initiated it.

It did not take long before the colour returned to his eyes. Yuhi quickly dominated the kiss and soon Sumire found herself clinging onto his shoulders, piercing her nails onto his back.

"Yuhi, stop for a moment."

Yuhi drew his lips back. "Yeah?"

"Are you fine now?"

It was a stupid question, judging how he was not only kissing her but he was also touching her legs. When did his hands get down there? Yuhi works far too quickly. Then again, it is her fault for falling for it. She took a deep breath. "I just wanted to confirm a few things with you Yuhi-san."

"Confirm?"

She looked at the room again and sighed. "I understand that being apart from me is heartbreaking. But you need to learn to understand me better. The reason I accepted your confession is because I like you. Do you truly think I would run off just because my fiance has appeared?"

His lips curve to a smile. "Well, I don't like him. It isn't that I don't trust you but I dislike Soujiro."

"I understand." She played with his black locks. "Yuhi, won't you get in trouble?" She pointed to the room.

Yuhi shrugged. "I might, I might not. Nobody uses this room anyway, and even if they do why would I get in trouble? A work of art from me costs so much money."

Yuhi is already a professional, huh? Sometimes Sumire forgot that since he is so talented in music. There are many multi talented people in the world. But how many people are on the same level as Terashima Yuhi? She already knew the answer to her own question.

Her thoughts broke off when she discovered that Yuhi was not finished with his advances. He did not kiss her lips again but kept his lips on her neck. She struggled to break free due to his strong hold, eventually she stopped resisting.

Hinos warning flashed through her mind and her gaze fell on Yuhi.

'I wonder what he thinks whenever we do this stuff. What kind of emotions does Yuhi feel when he does this with her?'

Sumire understood that she was asking for the impossible. Men usually don't feel anything when this stuff happens. Yuhi differs from other guys but how about during these times? Is he the same as the rest then? Sumire has yet to find out. She does not know if she even wants to find out now.

It maybe a mistake, falling for Yuhi again. No falling for Yuhi was not a problem. She loved Yuhi for a very long time. Such feelings have existed inside her for so very long. The issue is actually dating him. Before she went out with Mamoru, Sumire recalled how troubled she was regarding her love for Terashima Yuhi.

Those feelings of admiration blossomed into love and as she grew up, Sumire became more aware of it. She became aware to the point that she could no longer ignore it. She missed him everyday and wanted to see him. So when she finally got a chance to become part of his life, she treasured every single bit of it.

She treasured every moment like it was her last.

It became very painful for her though. Now that she was part of his close circle, Sumire saw how popular he was. She no longer saw things from a fan point of view and it made things more painful for her. At least when she was a fan, Sumire did not have any delusional thoughts of standing a chance.

When they became friends and spent more time with one another, everything changed. He was still a person she could not reach but now he was somebody she did not deserve too.

The main reason why she accepted Tsueno Mamoru was because she could no longer take it. It became far too painful for her to the point that she would have a hard time breathing. She loves him but she does not deserve him.