Partner In Crime

Once alone, Arataki leaned in with a serious expression. "That girl… isn't she Yamada's sister?"  

Haruto's eyes widened, but he didn't answer right away. The crowd was still cheering, their voices muffled but persistent since they were outside the black box.

Despite the noise, Arataki's words hung in the air, clear and heavy.  

Haruto glanced to the side, buying himself a moment. He hadn't told his gang about Daiki—about how they'd somehow ended up as 'friends.' But he knew he couldn't lie anymore.

He let out a quiet breath and nodded. "Yeah. She is."  

Arataki's jaw tightened, and the warmth in his eyes dimmed. "Huh, don't you want to kill that bastard?" he said, his voice low but sharp.

"How the hell do you date his sister like it's nothing?"  

Haruto stayed calm, "This is part of my revenge," he said firmly. 

"I need to get closer to him. Learn everything. That's the only way I can ruin him for good."