Mama Bear (Tokyo Revengers Fanfiction)

Snippet: Sano

April 26, 1998

I should've asked to be home-schooled or that St. Lobelia's all girls boarding school. Why of all places do I have to meet him here?

"Yo!~" Shinichiro gave me a wave as his horde of gangsters made quite a terrifying scene at the front of my school with their tattoos and piercings.

I can't believe I found him even remotely cute. First, he 'accidentally' tripped and splashed coffee all over me to act all perverted. Second, glared at me when I was only trying to return the jacket he lent me when he spilled coffee on me. Third, he has been stalking me for almost a month since I met him. He keeps popping up everywhere, at the street I live in, the mall, the riverbank, my school.

"Keizo-san, Wakasa-san, how are you? May I ask what ever are you doing here? From what I could remember, none of you go here." 

Speaking politely ensures the longevity of one's life. I quickly glanced at the people they're with and noted that Takeomi-san wasn't with them.

"If you're looking for Akashi, his sister is sick so he stayed home to take care of her."

"Oh no, would you help me buy some groceries for them Wakasa-san? I'm worried that they might not be eating right with Takeomi-san by the stove."

"Sure, hop on."

I ignored the bumbling fool called Sano Shinichiro and Wakasa-san helped me up his bike as I was still deathly terrified of these contraptions.

"Y-you're a G-G-G-GIRL!" That bumbling idiot looked even more of a moron with his mouth wide open while pointing at me.

"Yes Sano-san I am well aware of my assets and identity. I do not need nor want your comment. Goodbye."

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Fuck.

I am so stupid. 'You're a girl', seriously Shinichiro?! Get a grip! Now the guys are mocking me again. How long has this been going on for? A month? Feels like more.

She's so beautiful and caring and kind and cool. I want her to be mine. From the day I met her, I decided she's going to be my wife.

"Arashi! C'mon man help me out here."

He keeled over laughing at me. Bastard.

"Boss, we're running outta ideas. You're supposed to ask her out on a date not stare and point at her boobs. How do you keep fucking up? First it was the coffee-"

"I couldn't help it! She was so cute and the damn cat was in the way!"

"Then you cursed at her-"

"How was I supposed to know it was her?! You said I gotta practice my ogre face when I go meet leaders of other gangs and she walked in our space all of a sudden."

"And you follow her everywhere to the point it's creepy."

"Cause I want to know everything about my future wife. Is that a crime?"

"Stalking is."

"I wasn't stalking! I was strategically gathering intel on my future bride to be without her knowing so I can get closer to her."

"Stalking."

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