"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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August 3rd, 2020 Day of the Festival. Moebius vs. Toman
Bright golden lights shimmered against the night sky, announcing that the festival was in full swing.
The streets were alive with laughter, music, and the delicious smells drifting from countless food stalls. Families wandered beneath strings of lanterns while children ran between the crowds, their voices mixing with the distant sound of traditional music.
For a few moments, it felt like the entire city had forgotten its troubles.
Dressed in a traditional pink cherry-blossom yukata, Y/n trailed behind Emma and Hinata as they made their way toward the boys waiting for them. Her long black hair had been pinned up with a delicate traditional hairpin, leaving a few strands framing her face.
A small smile rested on her lips.
Tonight was supposed to be simple.
Just friends.
A festival.
And, if everything had gone according to plan, Mikey.
"Sorry we took so long!"
Emma called out as the girls approached.
Two pairs of eyes immediately turned toward them.
Takemichi looked completely stunned.
Draken, meanwhile, looked as though he had been waiting for approximately one hundred years.
"We've been waiting forever," Draken grumbled.
Y/n fought back a laugh.
Compared to Emma and Hinata, she felt almost invisible. Both girls looked beautiful in their yukata, while Y/n couldn't help but think hers was rather plain.
Still, it had once belonged to her mother.
That alone made it precious.
She gently smoothed the fabric before looking toward the boys.
"Ready to go?"
Everyone nodded.
Draken and Emma led the way, with Hinata and Takemichi following behind.
Y/n remained somewhere in the middle.
And as she looked between the two couples, she couldn't help but feel like the third wheel.
Great.
I'm officially the extra person.
She lowered her head, quietly following behind them.
Yet despite the loneliness settling in her chest, another thought occupied her mind.
Mikey.
Only a few days ago, he had shown up at her house late at night.
