Tokyo Revengers

ℍ𝕒𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕚 ℝ𝕒𝕟 ༒

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Y/n's POV
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There's voices.
Where's it coming from?
Uhh... a lot of noises.
.
.
.
There's voices again.
Oh... it's only one voice.
...
I opened my eyes slowly.
What's going on?
Everything is blurry.
White.
Everything is white.
The lights,
The ceiling,
The blankets,
Everything.
Where am I? Wait..?! Why am I here? What happened? Wher-... I don't... remember...any... thing?!

"And I punched him in the face..."

.
.
.

I'm clearly in a freaking hospital, and I'm laying on a hospital bed.

"and kicked him..."

There's a man in the room with me.
The voice is coming from him.

"Oh you should've seen that y/n"

Y/n?! Who's that? Wait... there's no one else in the room other than him and I. Is he talking to..

Whatever.

I watched the ceiling while listening to him.
He's tall. Has purple hair with some dark blue strings. He's slender and... good looking.

I listened for a while...

"Oh oh and you know what I did after?"

"Kicked him in the face?" I spoke.

"Yes! And........... wh-what?!"

"Kicked him in the face I said"

...

He stood there silent for almost 5 minutes, until I turn to him and...saw tears in his eyes falling slowly on his cheeks. His eyes... his eyes are opened wide.

He came running to me. And started calling the doctors. Why's he hugging me? Why's he crying and calling me y/n? Is that my name? Wait! Thinking about it, what the hell is my name?

Doctors and nurses came in and started checking me immediately. After that, another doctor came in and started asking me questions.
"Can you here me?"

"Yes"

"How much are these?"

"Two"

"What color is this?"

"Red"

"Do you know where are we right now?"

"Hospital"

"Do you know why are you here?"

"No"

"Do you remember anything at all?"

"No"

"Do you know who this guy is?" Pointing at the man who's clearly shocked and about to have a panic attack.

"No"

And for some reasons... I saw the sparkles in the man's eyes turn off. It was like darkness had slapped his soul out of his body.

"Do you remember your name or who you are?" The doctor asked one more last question.

"...no"