[𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 #2]
"Love is a form of energy, it cannot be created nor destroyed"
"So it only stays and goes then?"
-- A Tokyo Revengers fic where a burnt out overachiever meets a person from her past, few years after making a promise...
-- sweeter than candy, softer, and more beautiful than flowers.
When they said all good things must come into an end, I was so sure that you won't.
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Your adventure with Shinichiro was just starting.
After that day that he promised that both of you would take a lot of pictures together, he had invited you for another date. Since it was a Saturday and you had scheduled to go home the next weekend, you agreed to meet up with the black-haired boy after your shift at your aunt's.
"Enjoy your date sweetie!" Anzu bid goodbye as soon as you exited the staff room after your shift had ended.
You smiled and waved at her, "See you tomorrow, auntie!"
Exiting the building, you saw him leaning on his motorcycle in the parking space. It wasn't needed to call for his attention. Because the moment you had closed the door behind you, he picked up the sound of the door's soft thump and immediately turned his head to you.
You jogged towards him; your hands unconsciously combed through your slightly messy (h/c) tresses, "Sorry, did you wait for long?" you asked.
He shook his head, "No not really. By the way..." he took a paper bag from the compartment of his bike and showed the contents to you with a proud grin etched on his face, "I bought some film."
"...Shinichiro that's a lot, what are we going to do with it all?" you asked after seeing more than a few boxes of polaroid film in the bag.
"Answer's simple, we're going to use all of it, of course" he declared.
"How about the expense? I should at least pay for half of what you've spent since we'd be using them together."
Polaroid films were rather pricey, so you could only imagine how much he had strained his wallet to buy boxes of it. He may own a business but buying you stuff like this made you feel guilty.
He shook his head, "Don't worry about it, it's all on me"
You exhaled sharply knowing that it'd be a lengthy debate if you'd refuse his offer, "Fine, but you better let me pay for myself today"
He hesitantly agreed, "Okay, deal"
The black-haired male, then, smiled and handed the headgear to you, "Safety first"
You took it from his hand and put the helmet on, "Where are you taking me?"
"You'll see" he grinned.
You tilted your head slightly and gazed at him with curious eyes. However, the black-haired male did not succumb to your inquisitive stare.
