epilogue

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5 years later...

well, a certain pink-haired person may have been right with his impulsive intuition. takashi leans back at his seat, dressed in black suit, holding his phone against his ear, "already on my way, sir."

mitsuya takashi, a well-known fashion designer who was known to be a rising rookie turned successful in the fashion industry. who is also a spy that works under japan government in order to protect his past identity.

"ladies and gentlemen, we have landed. welcome to united states of america. have a wonderful day and thank you for choosing..."

takashi leaves the plane in a hurry, fishing for his other phone from inside his pockets, "hello?" he greets the caller. "new york city," a low gruff voice replies on the other line, "further information?" the artist follows up while smiling at the official who returns his passport after stamping.

"none. text will be sent if there will be," takeomi responds to the other. "you picked the right side, mr. akashi" takashi assures the older, "i have my reasons and government is far off the list," the younger chuckles at the older's comment.

you roll your eyes at your friend, holding the phone closer to your ear as the buzz of the crowd fills your earshot. "you told me that we will have this day together, it's not fair, senju!" you complain hearing her cute giggles at the other line.

"sen-" your word gets cut off when you bump into someone causing them to drop the paper they have in hand, "i'm sorry, are you okay?" you hear a surprisingly pleasing english accent resulting in you whipping your head in their direction.

upon scanning and making sure that you're not imagining things, there stands mitsuya takashi, the very same man who left you the most heartbreaking note in your entire life. he's as dashing just like how you always remember, face that can be on par with the greek gods.

although one change that stands out the most is the scar he has on the side of his face, one that starts from his forehead down to where his lip ends, "takashi...?"

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