"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 23rd, 2020
At Musashi Shrine
Later that night, the sky above Shibuya was almost completely swallowed by dark clouds.
The air had grown colder, carrying the unmistakable scent of rain. Wind swept through the trees surrounding Musashi Shrine, rustling the leaves and sending the occasional shiver through anyone unfortunate enough to be standing in its path.
Y/n sat on the shrine steps, her knees drawn slightly together as she rubbed her hands against her arms.
She shivered.
"Why did I wear a sweater?"
She pulled the sleeves further over her hands.
Despite the cold, she didn't want to complain.
Mikey had asked her to come.
That was enough.
One by one, motorcycles began arriving.
The familiar roar of engines echoed through the shrine grounds as Toman's members gathered.
Y/n watched them arrive with a small smile.
Technically, she wasn't a member.
She didn't wear their uniform.
She didn't attend every meeting.
She wasn't one of their captains.
And yet...
Whenever she was around them, she never felt like an outsider.
Toman had become another family.
A loud, chaotic, occasionally ridiculous family...
But family nonetheless.
Y/n continued watching as more members arrived.
Then she felt something warm settle around her shoulders.
A jacket.
She immediately recognized the scent.
Lemon.
Ginger.
And the faint smell of motor oil.
She smiled.
"Mikey..."
She turned around.
Before she could finish her sentence, Mikey leaned down and gave her a quick kiss.
