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"A Broken Heart"
Takemichi Hanagaki had always believed that his love for Hinata Tachibana was unbreakable. Despite the hardships, the time travel, the endless battles to protect those he cared about, Hinata had always been his beacon of hope, the reason he pushed forward.
They had faced so much together, and their bond seemed unshakable. But life, as Takemichi knew all too well, had a way of throwing curveballs when least expected.
It was a rainy afternoon when Takemichi's world began to crack. He had planned to surprise Hinata by picking her up from her part-time job. He hadn't seen her as often lately, given the mounting pressures on both their lives.
Still, he figured a surprise visit would bring a smile to her face, as it always had before.
Takemichi arrived a bit early, parking his bike near the café where Hinata worked. He waited outside, watching the rain patter against the windows, feeling a strange sense of unease.
He couldn't quite place it, but something in the pit of his stomach felt wrong. He shook it off, convincing himself it was just nerves. After all, there was nothing to worry about, right?
As he waited, he noticed Hinata through the café window. She wasn't alone. Sitting across from her was a man Takemichi didn't recognize.
The man leaned in closer to Hinata, saying something that made her laugh—a soft, genuine laugh that Takemichi had always loved. But seeing it now, directed at someone else, felt like a punch to the gut.
Takemichi's heart began to race. He tried to convince himself that it was nothing, that they were just friends. But the way the man reached out to touch Hinata's hand, the way she didn't pull away, the way they leaned in closer to each other—it was undeniable.
He wanted to storm in, demand answers, but his feet felt like they were made of lead. He couldn't move, couldn't think. He could only watch as the two of them shared an intimacy that should have belonged to him.
Hinata and the man left the café together, and Takemichi followed at a distance, his mind racing, his heart shattering with every step.
They walked down familiar streets, places where Takemichi and Hinata had shared countless memories. Now, those places were being tainted by the sight of Hinata with someone else.
Takemichi's worst fears were confirmed when they stopped in front of an apartment building—one that wasn't Hinata's. The man unlocked the door and gestured for Hinata to enter first.
She hesitated, looking around as if she sensed something, but then she smiled and followed him inside.
The sound of kissing could be heard of from outside as they both makeout in front of the door from inside.
Takemichi stood outside in the rain, staring at the closed door, feeling like his entire world had collapsed. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think.
How had this happened? When had Hinata slipped away from him? What had he done wrong?
He wanted to bang on the door, confront them, but he knew deep down that it wouldn't change anything.
The trust he had in Hinata, the love they had shared—it was all crumbling before his eyes. Instead, he turned and walked away, the rain mixing with the tears that he could no longer hold back.
Takemichi wandered the streets for hours, his mind replaying every moment, every conversation he'd had with Hinata in recent weeks.
He tried to find a clue, a reason, something that would explain why she had turned to someone else. But there was nothing—just an overwhelming sense of loss and betrayal.
Eventually, he found himself back at his apartment. It felt empty and cold, a reflection of how he felt inside.
He sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the picture of him and Hinata on his bedside table. The smiles in that photo felt like a cruel reminder of what he had lost.
Takemichi knew he had to face reality. Hinata had made her choice, and it wasn't him. The love they had shared, the future they had dreamed of together—it was all gone. And now, he had to figure out how to move on, how to pick up the pieces of his shattered heart.
But for now, all he could do was sit in the silence, letting the weight of his broken heart crush him, as he tried to understand how everything had gone so wrong.
"Fuck!" He shout in frustrate. 'Why did everything went wrong? All I wanted was for us to be happy together, if I have known it was gonna be like now, I shouldn't have try so hard for her...' he keep punching the tree making his hand bleed from it.
"I KIILL Y—" "are you okay?" A hand handing out her handkerchief and a sentence that interrupted him making him turn to the voice. "Huh?" The girl watch him with a worried expression.
"A-ah! I'm sorry! I wwass just going to buy somethingandisawyouwerepunchingthetreeandalsoyoulooklikeyouwerehurtbysomethi-a-and" a sound of laughter was coming out of him as he laugh at her for being so so.
She blush embarrassed as she cover her face. "I'm Hanagaki Takemichi, what's your name miss?" She look at him smiling softly "I'm Suzuki y/n" the young boy at smile brightly at her.
[just so everyone know this is the last timeline that everyone is happy] To be continued
