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Y/n POV
20. I moved back to japan at 20. No controlling selfish mom, no dead beat fake dad, No toxic sister. I'm gonna be good, right?
My grandma left me her small apartment and every penny she had. She always made sure I was set. If only she was still here, it's been 12 years since I moved so it's safe to say after I fell out of contact with my friends they forgot about me. I might or might not visit them, they wouldn't just want some random black girl popping up at their door just to say wagwan (Wagwan means what's up). After moving some of my boxes in the bedroom I looked around. "Why did mom have to take and sell all of granny's things" I teared up a bit thinking about all the memories I had about my granny.
After about 4 hours of un packing and moving furniture around everything was looking just fine. My phone started ringing, it was my friend back in america. "Hey F/n, wagwan I just got done unpacking" "HAAAAYYYY, I just got back home from the mall I miss you y'know" "I miss you too, but you know I had to leave" "yeah, omg hold on my brother calling me I'll call you back tomorrow dont get in trouble" "ok bye". After the call I went to get some food.
Mikey POV
"Ken-chin please" "he said no Emma so stop asking him" I said "man, your annoying" "last time I checked he was my boyfriend so leave me alone". This girl cant be helped, I looked to the left and saw a girl walk in the restaurant we were in I payed no attention to her honestly but the way her eyes looked so tired caught me up and reminded me of someone.
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