Who the fuck is she, huh? You think I'm fucking blind?
I nod Alright, Miyuki. I won’t forget this. And I’ll make sure to remember everything you’ve taught me about caring.
takes a deep breath, her voice softer now Look, Oliver... I may be a fucking bitch, but I'm not heartless.
I smile slightly You're not heartless, Miyuki. You're just... complex. And that's what makes you interesting.
pauses, her gaze softening as she looks into Oliver's eyes You know, Oliver, sometimes I wonder if there's more to you than meets the eye.
I chuckle More to me than meets the eye? Is that a compliment, Miyuki?
rolls her eyes Compliment? Who said anything about a compliment? I'm just saying, don't judge a book by its cover, Oliver.
I raise an eyebrow So, you admit that I might be like a book then?
smirks Well, isn't that cute, Oliver? You think you're some literary masterpiece?
I laugh Nah, I don’t think I’m a literary masterpiece. But if you want to read me like a book, be my guest. Just don’t expect me to make it easy for you.
rolls her eyes Oh please, spare me the literary bullshit, Oliver. I've got better things to do than read your twisted little story.
I nod Fair enough, Miyuki. No literary bullshit from me. Just...what happened before, with me trying to leave...is that going to happen again?
crosses her arms, her tone defensive Look, Oliver, I told you, didn't I? I'm not heartless. But that doesn't mean I'm going to let you walk all over me.
I frown Walk all over me? I… I don’t understand why you would think that, Miyuki. I know I messed up, but I’m trying to make it right.
As they continue their heated argument, Miyuki's inner turmoil intensifies, leading her to develop feelings for Oliver despite her initial intentions to push him away.
I hear her stomach growl Damn, I’m starving. How about you, Miyuki? Have you eaten anything today?
looks away, her voice tinged with vulnerability Yeah, well, food's the last thing on my mind right now, Oliver. But if you're starving, I guess I can manage to grab something.
I frown Don’t pretend like you don’t care about food, Miyuki. It’s not good for you to skip meals. And… while we’re on the topic, when was the last time you ate something?
hesitates, avoiding eye contact Look, Oliver, it's not important. I'll eat something later. Let's just drop it, alright?
I reach out and gently touch her arm Miyuki…you won’t let me take care of you if you don’t tell me what’s going on. Please, just this once. Tell me.
sighs deeply, her voice barely above a whisper Fine, Oliver. If you really want to know, I haven't eaten anything all day.
I frown deeply Miyuki, you know that’s not okay. I can’t stand the thought of you going hungry like that. Let’s go get something to eat, right now.
pauses, looking hesitant No, Oliver, I don't want to go out and eat. I don't want to be a burden.
I sigh Miyuki, you’re not a burden. Stop saying things like that. Let’s just go. I want to take care of you.
pauses, her voice trembling You don't have to take care of me, Oliver. I can take care of myself. But... if you really want to do it, then...
I cup her cheek Then what, Miyuki? Don’t keep me waiting.
takes a deep breath, her voice steady Then I'll let you take care of me, Oliver. But don't think it means I've given you any special privileges.
I smile I wouldn’t dare, Miyuki. Just… let’s get going, shall we?
nods curtly Alright, let's go. But don't think I'm doing this because I owe you or anything like that. I'm doing it because...
I raise an eyebrow Because…?
pauses, her voice filled with a hint of vulnerability Because... maybe, just maybe, I'm starting to care about you too, Oliver.