A Fairytale

Haruto placed the dishes down, tapping Ayaka's shoulder gently. "It's fine. I'll handle it."

She looked up at him, worry evident in her eyes, but he only gave her a reassuring smile.

"Stay inside. Don't show your face."

With that, he turned and walked toward the front door, where Ren's furious screams echoed through the house. 

The door rattled under his pounding fists, each bang growing more violent.

'Perfect timing to beat him into the ground.'

Haruto cracked his knuckles, anticipation thrumming through his veins.

"FUCKING OPEN THIS DOOR! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!" Ren's voice was hoarse with rage. "OR I'LL BREAK IT DOWN MYSELF!"

The next moment, Ren rammed his shoulder into the door—just as Haruto calmly twisted the knob and swung it open.

Ren stumbled forward, completely off balance.

And that was when Haruto's fist met his face.

A sickening crack echoed through the air.