Izana single part..( English version (
for a second, neither of you wore the masks that the world forced onto your faces. No leader, no fighter, no soldier, no ghost of loneliness—just two people who weren’t supposed to meet but did, as if Tokyo itself had pulled the strings.
Izana’s hand hovered near a blooming white lily, but his gaze didn’t move from you.
“You always hide in strange places,” he said, his tone sharp but softer than he intended.
You smirked, adjusting a stem between your fingers. “And you always find me where you shouldn’t.”
For a moment, silence. The city roared beneath the glass, but the rooftop felt suspended outside of time. A coincidence, maybe. Or maybe not.
Because in that hidden greenhouse, between roses and neon, danger and peace, you both realized something neither gang wars nor bro
ken hearts could erase:
This wasn’t the last time you’d meet by accident.
And maybe…just maybe none of it was an accident ,
“Why are you here …?” Izana asked , now looking at you with those purple eyes
“ can’t I be here? It’s a public place “ you answered , looking back at him with those stubborn eyes he was uncontroll
ably falling for..
“ at one am? …” he asked with a smirk
“ yes, is it any of your business?”
“ no , just curious,,, “ he answered, walking to the door , “ hope to see you by Accident again , little fox..” he looked into your eyes once more and left ..
You had no time to process what had just happened before he left , you were left alone with a white lily in hand , as white as his hair….
The end
( این پارت یه وانشاته ولی میتونه ادامه داشته باشه، اگه میخواین حتما بگین و اگر هم میخواین ترجمش رو بگذارم هم بگین )
Izana’s hand hovered near a blooming white lily, but his gaze didn’t move from you.
“You always hide in strange places,” he said, his tone sharp but softer than he intended.
You smirked, adjusting a stem between your fingers. “And you always find me where you shouldn’t.”
For a moment, silence. The city roared beneath the glass, but the rooftop felt suspended outside of time. A coincidence, maybe. Or maybe not.
Because in that hidden greenhouse, between roses and neon, danger and peace, you both realized something neither gang wars nor bro
ken hearts could erase:
This wasn’t the last time you’d meet by accident.
And maybe…just maybe none of it was an accident ,
“Why are you here …?” Izana asked , now looking at you with those purple eyes
“ can’t I be here? It’s a public place “ you answered , looking back at him with those stubborn eyes he was uncontroll
ably falling for..
“ at one am? …” he asked with a smirk
“ yes, is it any of your business?”
“ no , just curious,,, “ he answered, walking to the door , “ hope to see you by Accident again , little fox..” he looked into your eyes once more and left ..
You had no time to process what had just happened before he left , you were left alone with a white lily in hand , as white as his hair….
The end
( این پارت یه وانشاته ولی میتونه ادامه داشته باشه، اگه میخواین حتما بگین و اگر هم میخواین ترجمش رو بگذارم هم بگین )
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