❛❛ 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚
𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙠𝙮, 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣
𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚? ❜❜
𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝⇢yamazaki [y/n]
is the chaotic, sarcastic
but caring friend of the group
and matsuoka rin's childhood
friend, this is a story where...
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ALMOST EVERYONE WAS FAST asleep, except you who was up on the rooftop with your speaker and blasting your favourite music.
the stars were out and shining tonight. you barely paid attention ro everything else around you. it was just you, music, the stars and the cold but comfortable air of the night.
you unconsciously fiddled with your ring, calloused fingers naturally gliding across it.
your phone vibrated, indicating a call and the music stopped blasting on your speakers. quickly disconnecting it, you answered the call.
"hey, yaku" you immediately greeted.
"figured you're still awake, what's keeping you up?" concern was laced with his voice.
"it's nothing. also, how the heck do your mother instincts reach all the way here?"
"it's nothing you should worry about anddd also, this is where i should give you two privacy, good luck ~"
"wait, what-?"
"oh- hey, [y/n]" rin came up at the rooftop, bringing three cans of [drink] with him.
"why do you have three cans of [drink]? were you planning to finish that" you asked, eyebrows raising in amusement.
"well you're here now, i wouldn't mind giving you one" he chuckled, though he felt flustered and nervous. was this the perfect time to ask you? i mean, the stars were out, it was just you and him, music was playing, it was as if the universe planned this all along.
yeah, the universe, a.k.a the author, is basically running out of ideas
