"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 into the night sky, indicating that the festival was in full swings. Crowds of people from all over came to enjoy the bright and warm atmosphere. Dressed in a tradition pink cherry blossom kimono, I trailed behind Emma and Hinata as we made our way to the boys waiting for us. With my long black hair pinned up with a traditional hair pin, a smile graced my face.
With the girls making their way to the boys, I heard one of them shout out to them. "Sorry we took so long!" Two pairs of eyes stared at us as we made our way to them. Takemichi looked shocked while Draken looked irritated.
"We've been waiting forever," Draken grumbled as he looked at us with a bored expression. Compared to me, both Emma and Hinata looked stunning. I, on the other hand, looked too, well, boring. Patting down the kimono that was once worn by my other, I smiled at the boys.
"Ready to go?" I asked the group. Nodding their head, Draken and Emma lead the way as the rest of us followed behind. In this moment, I felt like the third wheel. Standing in the middle between the couples, I held my head down.
Days ago, after the whole Mikey and Draken incident, Mikey came over. It was late at night. Sitting on the couch with Wakasa sitting on my right, we were watching some show when we heard a knock on the door. Confused, we looked at each other before Wakasa got and headed to the door, with me right on his heels. Placing a hand up, I stepped back as Wakasa opened the door. Standing there, in complete darkness with a sorry face, was Mikey.
Hands were stuffed in his pockets as he stood there, looking up at Wakasa. Wakasa looked back at Mikey with a death stare. With a lollipop in his mouth, he crossed his arms as he leaned against the door frame. Not removing his cold hard gaze from Mikey, he finally opened his mouth. With a loud pop, he removed the lollipop. "What the hell are you doing here Mikey?"
Even his cold voice sent shivers down my spine. Not breaking eye contact, Mikey stared deep into Wakasa's eyes. "I'm here to apologize to Y/n," Mikey spoke with confidence lacing his voice. Slowly, I made my way toward Wakasa's side as I glared at Mikey. I could feel my heart beating against my rib cage, so painfully. My head pounding from the anger that was building up inside me. I hate this feeling, always have. The problem is that, I can't do this anymore. The whole fighting and saying harsh things that were never meant to be said.
Apparently Mikey could tell, just by looking at me. The confidence he once held, vanished as he gazed into my eyes. I could see his own heart breaking as he slowly made his way toward me. I could see his figure shake just by the presence that Wakasa was giving off. Once Mikey was close enough, we were face to face. Not once did my glare give way. With a shaky breath, I decided to speak up, best my better judgement. "Well Mikey, isn't there something you wanted to say? Now is your chance."
