"I love you Mikey, only you, nobody else"
~Y/n
Y/n is not just an average high schooler; she's Mikey's heart and soul and is known as the Deity of Tokyo. As she continues to live her life out, as normally as possible, Y/n finds herself falling for a...
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April 3rd, 2020
You could say it was inspiration or fire of passion when watching Mitsuya draw an inspiring piece. The way his hands glided the pencil on the thin paper, bringing the elegant design of the dress alive. When asked why he was drawing such a breathtaking and beautiful piece, Mitsuya would only answer with a smile.
The way his gorgeous violet eyes danced across the paper as he continued to draw, anyone could tell he was in deep concentration. No one in the sewing club dared to interrupter him. With one hand supporting his head while the other one was directing the pencil, his eyes would quickly dart to the window next to him, as he watch the blossoms fall from the trees. The way they danced in the wind, gave him another idea.
Quickly, before the idea went away, he drew the idea on paper. Once done, he sighed with satisfaction as he placed the pencil down. Looking over his work, a bright smile came to his face. All the girls in the club, looked at their president with adoring eyes. To them, he was the cutest thing they have ever seen. Not wanting to ruin the moment, Yasuda, the vice president of the club, walked up to Mitsuya. "President," she spoke softly as she placed a hand on his shoulder. Startled, Mitsuya broke out of his trance and looked up at the girl.
The way she smiled at him, you knew she looked up at him. After all, he was the one who made her fall more in love with designing. Blinking a few times, Mitsuya then smiled at her. "What is it Yasuda?" he asked her as he stood up from his seat. With the design in his hand, he then walked over to board, pinning it up. Clearing her throat, she looked at him with determination in her eyes. "Is that the new project we will be working on?"
Mitsuya just nodded his head. He got the idea a few days ago, when Mikey decided that they were going to go visit Y/n. It was the first day where the blossoms were showering down from their trees. Just looking at them, reminded him of someone he held dear to his heart. The way her eyes shimmered with glee as she watched the blossoms fall. It was her favorite time of the season. And every year, she would invite everyone to her house to watch the cherry tree blossom, indicating that spring was here. It was like a celebration for new beginnings.
Just thinking about her, made him feel all fuzzy and warm inside. The way she smiles when talking about her favorite topic, or how her eyes shines like the stars above when receiving her favorite snack. Or how protective she gets when someone in Toman get hurts or injured during a fight. And how soft she is when caring for someone. To him, she was as delicate as the blossoms that fell.
And yet, she doesn't see him the way he sees her. She doesn't share the same love and affection as him. Instead, she gives it all to his captain, the commander of Toman. To say that it doesn't hurt, is a lie. It did. Every time he witness Y/n give that love and affection to Mikey, stung him. And yet he will never show it. Instead, he would mask it with a smile, pretending that he wasn't bothered by it. Sure it's not the most healthiest way to coping, but he doesn't want her to feel sorry for him.
