𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀 #tokyo rev. [✓]

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꒰ .ೃ࿐ ꒱ recruitment
sano manjiro, age 15
l/n y/n, age 16

note !!
throughout this chapter and past it, more oc's will start to appear

Mikey was certainly surprised to hear from Takemichi that Y/N wanted to talk to him. He didn't mind though because he had been dying to catch up with her.

"Are you sure this is a good idea, Mikey?" Draken questioned, "She could be... you know... planning something." The shorter blonde frowned.

"Kenchin, do you not trust Y/N?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

"... No." It took a few moments for Draken to choose his answer, "I want to but she's making it hard. Remember Mikey, she betrayed us once. She'll do it again if push comes to shove. Just don't repeat your former mistakes." His voice was stern.

"Hai, Kenchin. Don't worry, I'm sure she had a good reason. She may have manipulated us for years, lied to us, stabbed us in the backs, and"- Before Mikey could finish his sentence, Draken slapped a hand over his mouth.

"You're making it worse." He grumbled, "Just... be careful." Silently, Mikey nodded.

"Will do, Kenchin." And, with that, he set off in the direction of Harajuku. There was a slight spring in his step as he reached the shopping district, practically buzzing with excitement.

He was early, twenty minutes early to be exact. Takemichi didn't give him the exact location so he figured he would need time to spare.

"Now, if I were Y/N-chan, where would I be?" He tapped a finger against his bottom lip, thinking, "I'd probably be hiding in an alleyway, waiting." He speed-walked towards a nearby alley and, just as he said, Y/N was sitting on top of a small concrete wall, filing her nails.

"So you did decide to come." She didn't have to lift her head to know who it was. She knew Mikey by his footsteps.

"Y/N-chan, why did you call me here?" He asked, "Oh, is it because you want to go on a date with me?! I'll gladly say yes!" She groaned, rolling her eyes.

"No, you idiot." She jumped down from the wall, gracefully landing in front of Mikey. "I need your help." The blonde gaped at her, flabbergasted.

"You need... my help?" He was shocked. Y/N preferred to be independent and do things her own way. Yet, here she was, asking for his assistance.

"Yes." She took a deep breath, ready to break the news to her old friend, "I'm forming a girl gang." And, that's when Mikey froze.