❛ POV ; you're fighthing alone ❜
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❨ ; ❩ not even one thought to save her from despondency until ── the 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 one alter into The 𝗙𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴 , or should we avow as something...
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𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗔 𝗕𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗔𝗡𝗗 sunny morning . white , fluffy clouds drifted across the sky . Senju let out a small sigh when the cold breeze brush pass them , instantly making the hair on their neck to stand up . heading up to her house , they stop for a moment when they bump onto someone .
the person kiss his teeth , to which Senju quickly whip their head back to take a look at who it is .
they manage to caught a glimpse of his silver hair and enchanting orchid eyes .
“sorry.” Senju apologize although it is not thoroughly their fault in the first place . Izana reply with a small nod and walk away without turning back again .
from afar , Senju watch him disappear into the midst of the crowds . they lowly hum ── amuse by the suddened and unexpected encountered . Izana may be dont know them , but they know who is him very well .
the morning they spent with Yuriko is worth it ── but to be honest , every moments they spent with her are worth it . they both went for a short trip Roppongi together .
although small droplets from the sky started to fall down and grace the Earth . it is sunshower ; much to Senju’s dismay . they had a very large umbrella to keep off the rain-drops , frowning every now and then . Yuriko snicker at the cute actions while both of them walk side by side , lost in their deep conversations .
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Yuriko was used to the glances people always gave her , the only indication of their surprise are at her candidness . she marched down the street with Wakasa trailing behind like a lost puppy — a cute one , with pocky inside his mouth .
they both went into the grocery store to buy more pocky for the male , some chips and drinks . every now and then , boys inside the store would look at her and check her out . that didnt go unnotice by Wakasa but it was oblivious to the girl who’s busy picking up some chips .
his half-lidded eyes bore into the boys , glaring daggers at them . after making sure that all of the scumbags have run away , he slowly pull Yuriko close to him by the waist ─ resting his chin on top of the girl’s head .
