[On Going]
❗❗I do not own Tokyo revengers or any of its characters,this is purely a fanfiction ,all the credits goes to Ken Wakui.
Cover not mine,I just put my story tittle there. CTTO.
I'm not good at English so forgive me for the wrong grammar an...
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🟣HIMARI P.O.V🟣
It's a beautiful day.I woke up with a smile on my face. Since I didn't have anything special to do today,I decided to meet the kids at the park. I spent hours with them,not thinking about other things. All I wanted to do was to enjoy my day, because I knew I couldn't be happy all the time every time I opened my eyes.
"Awww let's play more Oneesan!"
The kids shook both my arms, begging me not to leave and to play with them longer. Well, I didn't want to go home either, but I had an afternoon class.
"Oneesan has a class today" I said.
"But we still want to play! Teach us your soccer tricks"
I messed up the hair of one of them. "I don't have any classes tomorrow ,we can play as long as you want" I said ,trying to convince them.
"Really !?"
"Really? So go home now and rest so you have more energy tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay!"
"Oneesan is going now"
"Oneesan wait!"
"Hmm?"
"You forgot our 'big hug'!"
Right. I scratched my head and took a deep breath. "Okay, come to Oneesan!" and I opened my arms.
At the same time, they ran towards me and hugged me very tightly. We were often seeing each other but they always hugged me like we were not gonna see each other tomorrow.
"I can't breathe" I joked.
"Sorry Oneesan"
"Okay, go home now."
"Okay bye!"
I waved at them and watched them leave until they disappeared from my sight.
Are they my siblings? No.
They were the kids who always played here at the park that I always go to when I had free time.
I really loved kids, one of the things I got from my mom. I liked how they laugh and smile when I made them happy and I'm also happy when I'm with them.
I have a half brother. He is only seven years old, like the kids I met .
The only difference is that I couldn't come near him because Dad didn't want to. Dad didn't like me because I'm his daughter to another woman. Dad didn't want me to be close to his family because he did not want to ruin the family he built.
