𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐔𝐒 | 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋

ʚ𝐘/𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕ɞ

I didn't grow up in this town. The first ten years of my life were spent in Tokyo. It was perfect, we had a quaint little place, it wasn't much, but it was home. I was undeniably happy; going to
school, I had friends, loving parents and it rained a lot. I think that's where my love for it came from. I became accustomed to it in a place where everyone dreaded it. But to me, it was beautiful. But everything changed the day my dad killed my mom.

I was woken up by the first shot. I didn't expect the second.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"I don't think, I-I don't think they're breathing."

"Hey sweetie, it's okay, can you tell me your name."
"Y/n b-but mommy calls me n/n."

"Can you tell me what happened n/n?"

"I heard a bang, a-and I woke up and mommy and d-daddy are bleeding, t. there's a lot of blood."

"Right, there's an ambulance on their way sweetie, can you stay on the phone until they arrive?"

"Y-yeah, I can do that." The ambulance arrived 5 minutes later. I was so confused when they started asking me if I had family near by. And
why were they staring at me with such sad eyes?

"M-my grandma, she's coming here tomorrow, mommy and daddy are gonna take me ice skating for my birthday." I never got to go ice skating.

Anxiety sucks.

It's a job at a coffee shop Y/n, why are you freaking out?

My first shift at Nanami's starts in half an hour and my mind seems to be conjuring up every little thing that could go wrong. I doubt the coffee machine will explode and give me third degree burns but apparently it's a possibility in
my head.

I look myself over in the mirror, cringing when I see the bags I so desperately tried to conceal, still lay prominent beneath my eyes. I kind of appreciate their appearance, the slight purple hue that decorates the under eye seems to accentuate to eyes. I suppose most don't see it that way though, they simply see sleep deprivation over beauty.

"Bye Suki!" I grab my jacket and start my walk to Nanami's, hopelessly trying to relieve my
body of the nerves flowing through it.

I see lots of people on my way there People I've never seen before, people I know and people who think they know me.

Everyone looked at me like I was an animal in a zoo when I first moved here. What was a young girl doing moving in with her frail, old grandma?

Truth be told I didn't fully understand it either, or at least I didn't want to accept it. I didn't want to believe my parents were dead, so I never told anyone. I'm sure some people must have pieced it together, but no one will ever know the full story.

I make it to Nanami's five minutes early and
see him prepping the pastries in the display case.

"Hey Nanami."

"Heya darlin, ready to start. Deep breath.

"Yeah, I'm ready." It's 8 o clock now and my shift ended 4 hours ago but I practically begged Cal to let me stay and help out, not like I had anything better to do.

"Black coffee."

My head whips to the side at the sound of a deep voice echoing through the cafe.

Why does he look so...familiar?

"I said black coffee"

"Yeah of course, sorry." he just rolls his eyes and goes onto his phone. What an asshole.

"What's your name?" I ask, my voice exuding fake confidence.

"Why?"

"I need a name for the order." This time it's me who rolls my eyes.

"I'm the only one here." Oh so he's a smart ass too.

"Do you want your coffee or not?"

"Megumi, my names Megumi"

Megumi's POV

Why does she look so...familiar?

Not just that. She's beautiful. I've never met her before, not to my recollection.

I'd remember a face like that, but I can't help the nagging feeling in my gut screaming at me that I know her.

"Do I know you?" the words tumble off my tongue before I can control them. She looks up at my question, those eyes, as if god decided one colour wasn't enough, he blessed her with two, one (e/c), one blue. (yes you have a heterochromia)

"I don't think so, I'd remember someone like you."

Someone like me?

"What does that mean, 'someone like me'? A small smile plays on her lips, so small that you'd miss it if you weren't looking.

"An asshole."

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