𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙭𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 : 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵

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Third Person Point Of View

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Third Person Point Of View

it was already 6 in the morning but somehow, mikey felt like he couldn't sleep again the night before. it was already his routine to have those sleepless nights that could exhaust him everytime but this time, he felt like something bad would happens.

his grandpa was already at their kitchen, reading newspaper, while her sister was cooking their breakfast. but he didn't feel the hunger as something was bothering him.

a strong intuition.

like when she met y/n that night and argue with her, things was odd.

the reason why he hugged her that time was ... something was pushing him to do that. he was also shocked by his moves but his body just moved on its own, and he knows there's no turning back.

he almost spilled his secrets but then he managed to control it because of his anger. he was frustrated as to why y/n kept on dragging herself into danger and he hates it.

it was his weakness.

that's why he pushed her on the wall to warned her not to interfere again with the gangs including toman. he heard recently as to how she fought with kiyomasa together with baji.

that made his fist clenched. he needed to protect her at any cost no matter what. pah was already arrested because of stabbing osanai, baji already quit toman and right now, he was really giving up everything just to build up walls on her.

slowly and slowly, the toman got wider and wiser and he needed to balanced it for sure.

he immediately got up from his bed and stood up to freshen himself up. he needed to talk with takemitchi so he decided to come up on his house.

"mikey, don't skip breakfast! " grandpa sano shouted at him when he strode outside but he remained his look on his bike.

"not a chance grandpa, i'll eat dorayaki instead! " he swayed his hands and ride his beloved bike. it may be rude for him to talk like that on his grandpa but he just needed to have a talk on takemitchi about the condition of y/n.

the cold wind passed through her hair when he started the engine and buzz off his bike skills. the sound of his babu can be heard everywhere in their neighborhood. thankfully, he wore his favorite jacket and made him warm and comfortable everywhere he goes.

his bike had already passed the street nearby takemitchi's house. he was about to passed his bike as to where his house goes but suddenly, he stopped to see someone from the side of the streets.

his heart dropped when she had seen a familiar long black hair lying on the ground. but what's more terrifying is that ...

she was pooling on her own blood.

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