[name]'s POV
I remembered the day I introduced Hanma to my parents. It was 3 years ago.
August 18, 2003.
"Come on, [name]! I'm excited to meet them!" He shouted.
"Hold on a sec, Shun!" I walked downstairs. Wearing a simple dress with a blazer on it and a pair of boots. I also wear his gift last year, a hairband that match my hair.
I looked into his eyes. He greet me with a hug. "Woah? You look that good?!" He said. He looked at me like I was the most beautiful he ever seen.
"S-Shut up!" I playfully punched his shoulder.
"A-Ah- hurt me more, my majesty. Hurt me with that pretty hands of yours." He dramatically said.
I rolled my eyes. "Have you told your mom already?"
"About what?" He opened the door for me.
"About where you're going!" I flicked his forehead. "Don't tell me you sneak out again?!" I crossed my arms.
"I already told her! But she said no.." He almost whispered the last sentence. Before I form a sentence, he cutted me. "Dad said yes! Y'know. He likes you right? Mom is the only problem." I looked down.
I already knew it. His Mom doesn't like me. I mean, I don't know why. I dressed decently, my grades are good, I cook, I wash my laundry, taking care of myself the whole time. I want to be enough for his son in the future, but she still don't liked me.
"Hey hey, don't be so down. She'll manage to agree with you soon!" He held my hands and smiled at me. I smiled back.
We're pretty young. But he's the only person who made me feel loved. Shuji Hanma.
Idiot. There's no time to reminisce those memories. Memories that tattooed on my mind.
I called Kenji many times but he don't even bother picking up. I sighed. What should I do today? Should I treat myself?
I heard my doorbell rang. I immediately opened the door. Hoping to see Kei or Kenji.
"Is this where Ms. [last name] live?" A random boy asked.
"Yes.. I am. Who are you?" I looked at him. A white jacket with 'Valhalla' print. I think I saw it somewhere..
"Someone send me to give you these." He gave me a box and a paper bag with a message on it. "I gotta go, Ma'am." He said.
I opened the box and saw a cake. 'Happy Birthday, My Girl.' Eh? Who' gave me this?
I placed the cake on the table and opened the paper bag. A dress with a necklace and ring on it. Plain cream colored dress. A taste of mine.
I searched for the message earlier. 'Do you liked it? I'm sure you do. Please wear it. From: Sean.' Sean? I don't remember any person named Sean. But, I do liked all of it.
I prepared to wear all of it today. Weird, because the ring size really fits mine. I looked at the necklace. A silver clock. It doesn't look stainless so I bet it's pretty expensive.
Someone knocked on my door. Eh? What's the purpose of doorbell?
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Have any thoughts who's Sean? ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°
It's pretty obvious though.
How Hanma and [name] broke up will be in the next chapter 😛😛
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Teen FictionStarted: 07/16/21 Ended: - The author is lazy. I only write if I have free time. Expect late updates. I didn't promise anyone that my plot will be good so expect cringe/fluff scenes. If it's your opinion. Enjoy I guess.