Whenever Izana sees (y/n), foreign feelings started to embrace his cold heart. Is it like the love he always hear from other people? Well, Izana doesn't know the answer to that. He never knew what love was in the first place. But, he wanted to keep...
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‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Ten years later☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙
(Y/n) absentmindedly stared outside of the train that she was riding right now. She watches how the morning star rose among the tall buildings of Shibuya as its golden rays started to reflect in her sleepy eyes.
As if to tell that it was time to rise, the rising sun started to illuminate the moving train with its golden rays.
(Y/n) leaned her head against the window glass before closing her eyes. She wanted to sleep, but she shouldn't. Frankly, (Y/n)'s not a morning person. However, she needs to wake up early because being a student council member requires her to be early at school. (Y/n) lowkey regrets to be one of the student council.
"If I weren't one, most probably I am still asleep right now. " (y/n) thought to herself. (Y/n) sighed as she fixed her bag's position.
A few minutes had passed, and the train management announced the train had already arrived at its destination. (Y/n) lazily got up from her seat and went out of the train.
"I'll just sleep later at school before the ceremony starts," (y/n) muttered to herself before deciding to go to the nearest vending machine to buy a coffee. (Y/n) needs a strong coffee to keep her awake in the mornings and even at night.
As soon as the machine released the coffee that she picked, (y/n) immediately got her coffee from the pick-up box and opened it. However, a familiar blond-bleach hair caught (y/n)'s attention while drinking her morning caffeine.
Could it be him?
"Izana," she mumbled his name.
(Y/n) was conflicted about chasing the man who just caught her attention or not.
What if it wasn't him?
What if I was hallucinating?
(Y/n) thought as she stood motionless-not knowing what to do. In the end, (y/n) followed what her heart wanted: to chase that person. She started to walk and gradually increase her pace. (Y/n)'s bunned hair slowly loses its form because of her rash movements. (Y/n) knew that she looked like a madwoman in the middle of the busy station. She knew other people were already judging her based on her current situation.
However, (y/n) paid no attention to the judging looks of the people around her. The important thing for her right now is to catch up to that person.
(Y/n) felt like crying. She wants to meet him. She wants to meet the friend that she misses so much.
She looked everywhere in the station. But unfortunately, she wasn't able to see that person nor get a glimpse of his familiar locks.
"You disappeared again," she mumbled under her breath.
