[🦑] '' found the place '' || tsukasa y.

22. reminiscences

// reminiscences. //

"Well, can I give you one? - I just want to finish this creepy damn session already do you'd leave me alone." The little boy nods in agreement to giving him a nickname. "Sure, why not?" He giggles, making me turn in his direction, trying to trace his lilac, unkempt hair, and immediately thought of a name...

"Imusayo," [Y/n] announces as now named Imusayo had his slanted eyes half-lidded. "Speaking of outlandish." [Y/n] cocks her head. "Now, do you like it or not?"

Imusayo grins. "I love it."

X-O-X

"Amane!" [L/n] knocked on the door to pick up Amane so they can both go to school together. To no surprise, Mrs. Yugi opens the door. "Good morning, Mrs. Yugi." Mrs. Yugi smiles, "good morning, [Y/n], glad to see you're up and ready. Sadly, Amane can't go to school today; he caught a cold, sorry if I didn't tell you sooner."

"Oh, that's fine, Mrs. Yugi. Tell him to get a smooth recovery please." [Y/n] informs which a reply was heard but not from Mrs. Yugi. "Alright, I will." Amane smiles, blowing into a paper towel. "That's a wet one." Mrs. Yugi nonchalantly informs before turning back to [Y/n].

"Alrighty then, [Y/n], you have a safe walk to school and back okay?" [Y/n] bows and quickly moves on to her journey. But before she does, she turns back to Mrs. Yugi. "Have they found Tsukasa yet?" The woman sadly frowns, begining to cry.

Amane, observing this, looks back at his mom and to [Y/n]. "Listen up, [Y/n], we're going to find Tsukasa! Even without the police's help! They can die in a ditch for all I care!" Mrs. Tsukasa ushers him in, wiping the tears in her eyes. "They said they found a kimono in the woods. It belonged to Tsukasa."

[Y/n] hugs Mrs. Yugi. "They'll find him! I promise!" Mrs. Yugi smiles back at [Y/n] who continued to run to school. Throughout her journey, she spots pairs of her classmates walking to school together. Sighing, she hangs her head low as she walks past crowds. She was interrupted to hear a familiar voice.

"Oh, hey, [L/n], walking alone?" A girl asks. "Isn't it already obvious?" The girl looks away, apologizing as her two friends beside her giggle and snicker. [Y/n] tries to observe the girl walking alongside her. She was familiar but not too much.

As she turned back to [Y/n], [Y/n] everts her eyes from the girls' gaze who takes notice. "Where's the other two? You know, the Yugi twins? You used to walk with them a lot." [Y/n] watches her step. "Used to."

After a moment of silence, the girls' friend beside her turns to [Y/n]. "So, what happened?" The first girl nudges the second girl, allowing [Y/n] to speak, sighing, "nothing much. Look, I got to... go. School's up ahead. Don't want to get late so, hehe, I'm heading first."

[Y/n] begins to run as the first girl waves her hand. "Bye, [L/n]!!" The third friend looks back at the first and second friend. "Don't you think she's off?" The second girl shakes her head as the first one nods. "She's a little off. Yeah, I can see that."

I can tell my mom was worried about me when I was a kid... really worried. She felt like it was her fault that I was so quiet almost all the time, unlike other kids who'd talk and laugh with each other. Instead, I'm the one who'd usually stay as the outcast.

I wasn't really sure back then, but all I knew is that I didn't like huge crowds. I was the shy type. But instead of thinking of it like that, my mother blamed herself. She blamed herself for not being... better. For not being... perfect.

She blamed herself. It was until then when she picked herself up and taught me many things. I grew up as an intellectual, I learned to play the piano. Even with all the flaws that she sees in herself, I find her perfect in every single way. All her pieces match up.

She may not be actually perfect but, I love her.. and she loves me. We love each other and that's all I ever really need. "Sweety, I got the job offer and we'll be able to work together!" One indetectable habbit of mine was observing. I'd be playing spy whenever my parents weren't expecting it.

"Wait, really?!" My mom reacts. "I'm sorry, honey... you don't seem too excited." My mom shakes her head. "I am, but... who'll be there for [Y/n]?" My father begins to explain his plan. "Look, we'll get a babysitter. She'll look after [Y/n] and we're going to be working overseas. Trust me, we're going to invest for [Y/n]. She'll have a better tomorrow."

"I... I don't know." My mother doubts but was slolwy siding...
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"[B/n], this is [Y/n]. [Y/n], his is [B/n]. Say hi, [Y/n]." At first, [B/n] didn't look like a drunk teenager. She introduced herself to be 21-years-old, in fact, she looked younger. "Heh,"

Likewise, I wouldn't open to anyone.

"[L/n], [L/n]!!"

You turn and look at the girl in front of you who was pointing to the teacher up front. "[L/n]!" You immediately stand up. "Pay attention! This is your final day of school before taking the final exam, it's either you listen or leave!"

"I'm sorry, Ms, I didn't get enough sleep last night... studying." You lied, staring at the teacher's feet. "If you're so sure, you studied, then answer this!" She points to an equation on the blackboard. "Well?"

You walk upfront, feeling your classmates' glares, almost piercing you like daggers, the humidity was tense as it was already Summer. "The additive inverse of x/y..." she writes down the answer on the board. "Maybe, I was doubting you, [L/n]. You might be The Keen Wraith after all."

That would be thanks to my mother. Without her, I wouldn't be the person I wanted to be now. "This is our last lesson, okay, [Y/n]?" Little did I know, "Otay," it wouldn't last forever. "Last lesson for tonight." My mother stops in her tracks. "No.. this will be our last lesson, our final lesson."

My heart sank. "W-why?" My mom turns to me and frowns. "I'm going to be leaving, okay, sweetheart?" She fixes my hair while I stood silent. "Okay, I understand." My mother smiles. "Thank you. Now, where were we? Right, the additive inverese of x/y is..."

(Fun fact: actually learned this during online classes)

"Bye, mommy. Bye, daddy." I remember seeing the car disappear in the distance, taking the most precious people I ever met. Stupid, blue car... should've had placed a pin on the wheel.

"Bye, [N/n], we'll see you very soon." I hold on to my father's hand oh-so tightly, trembling, almost crumbiling. "When are you coming back?!" Tears fell down my face as if the world was gonna end, which... it was. The feeling of someone leaving you, I-

"When you're mature and older, once you become stronger and wiser, got that?" My father's smile was the bravest I've ever seen. He was beaming, he was like my All Might, my symbol of peace. I loved them both so much, and now I can't even look at them in the eye, I can't even look at anyone in the eye.

Dedicating my life to studying, hoping that once my parents come back, I'll be the one who would be able to surprise them with all I knew. "So, little [L/n], wanna play some ball?" Like I do, I hand my head low and leave her. "No, thank you."

Chapter 22: "reminiscences"

(Switching) 1st person, 3rd person

[Y/n]'s POV, no one's POV

Dates: December 2020 - March 12, 2021

Words: 1, 293