𝗔𝗗𝗢𝗥𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗘 | s. manjiro

chapter thirteen

chapter thirteen
strange

note:
new book! ZOA-VIRUS
(zombie apocalypse au)

two weeks later
november 15th, 2005

"draw a poop," mikey started, crouching down beside (y/n) as the latter blinked at him two times before responding, "draw a what?" she questioned just to make sure her ears weren't deceiving her. "draw a poop," mikey repeated causing (y/n) to nod slowly and do what he asked, the two are currently hanging out and is in a parking lot, they are painting motorcycles using spray paints. today's tuesday and (y/n) started going to school yesterday but mikey disturbed her class and dragged her out so they can hang out, so here they are.

(y/n) is the one who suggested painting motorcycles though. maki and naya's shenanigans rubbed off on her hard, "write cheater," (y/n) ordered as she shakes the spray bottle whilst the blond male nodded at her and started to write the word chiter. the (h/c) haired girl laughed at him, "that's now how you spell cheater," she cackled, drawing an ex on top of what mikey wrote and write down the correct spelling of it.

mikey just chuckled and started to write things like 'you cheater' and 'go to hell' just to add more drama to whoever owns this motorbike, the two giggled to themselves as they continued drawing shits on the motorcycle. a few seconds later, the smell of dorayaki stopped mikey from what he was doing he turned his head in the direction of the smell and stood up which startled (y/n).

"what's wrong?" the (h/c) haired girl inquired as she watched mikey dig something in his pockets. "i'm gonna buy us some dorayakis (n/n)-chin." the blond male informed as he finally got his wallet which is a taiyaki designed wallet, "huh? oh, yeah sure, get back here safely!" (y/n) said as she waved at mikey who was already running towards the dorayaki seller

(y/n) hummed and turned her attention on the masterpiece she and mikey created, the (h/c) haired girl grinned proudly and shake the bottle of spray paint as she thought of the next words she'll write on the once beautiful motorcycle. "oi! what are you doing to my ride you bitch?!" the owner of the motorcycle shouted, stomping his way towards (y/n) who looked at them with a bored expression.

the group of delinquents began to crack their bones as a way to intimidate (y/n) though she doesn't seem to be affected by it. "you better pay for this you bitch!-" he exclaimed with his fist in the air and was about to land a punch on (y/n)'s beautiful face but stopped when he realizes who she is. the owner gulped as he stepped back, "master!" he suddenly exclaimed whilst bowing to her on his knees, this shocked (y/n)- her (e/c) eyes stared down at the male who was shaking on the knees. 

the owner's cronies gulped and bowed too, remembering what happened to their leader two years ago. "mast- the fuck?" (y/n) said- her face clearly showing how much cringe she is experiencing right now, "who are y'all?" she asked, her tone laced with venom- according to the delinquents because she is questioning them with pure confusion, (y/n) doesn't know them and if she did she simply forgot.

the leader raised his head and gulped before answering, "y-you beat me up two years ago when i- i demanded you for money," he stuttered whilst (y/n) hummed as she tried to remember the past event. the (h/c) haired girl snapped her fingers, her mouth slightly parted- finally remembering the time she stomped on his face.

"ahh! well, you probably didn't learn your lesson back then for how you approached me." (y/n) stated as she stared at the cowering male with a straight face, "what's going on here?" mikey questioned whilst munching on a dorayaki he bought, the (h/c) haired girl turned around looked at him while the delinquents stood up and ran away.