"Uuh… I'm outta here—" I didn't even finish when Saichi suddenly pulled me toward him, making me crash into his chest. Ugh, this guy! If his fans swarm me today, he's dead. As in, dead.
"I'm sorry, Sol," Saichi said. "Just hurt me—take it all out on me." Sol raised her hand, and I thought she'd slap him… but no. She slapped me.
"What did I ever do to you, Luna?! Why would you hurt me like this?!" she screamed, eyes filled with betrayal. "First, you cut off our friendship for some unknown reason! You left me! And now—now you're taking Saichi away from me?!" I couldn't speak. In the novel, Sol was never like this. She stormed off before I could say a word.
"Luna, are you okay?!" Saichi asked, panicked. I shot him a deadly glare.
"Fix this mess."
Then I walked away.
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"The entire country is in shock after the sudden confession of a famous singer and actor—"
I turned off the TV before the reporter could finish. I didn't want to hear another word.
