ᴍᴇᴛᴀɴᴏɪᴀ | ꜰᴏᴏᴅ ᴡᴀʀꜱ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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The middle school student stormed off the property of his family, and onto the barren street, illuminated by only the yellow lights of the old lamp posts. 

[Y/N] scoffed, thinking back on his brother's failed attempt at consoling him. The number of times something like this has happened in their family went uncounted, with how the young boy lost track.

"Idiot..." the [H/C]-ette scowled, thinking of his older brother. "He's an idiot."

Regardless of cursing his brother, the boy knew how much he was trying, and therefore didn't want to make it too difficult on him. He didn't want the restaurant to turn out like before, but he knew not to keep his hopes up. 

[Y/N] knew all too well from the 6 years he spent apart from his brother; nothing will ever last forever.

Coming back to his surroundings, the boy stopped his feet from moving along the asphalt. He blinked, [E/C] eyes shifting from left to right. [Y/N] found himself in an unfamiliar place, in a street he's never walked down before. 

Truthfully, he couldn't tell with how little streetlamps there were to light up the place. Although he couldn't see much, he could recognize that this was a shopping district; a place designed for students and the like to walk through.

'What is this place?' he thought, frowning as he turned around, only to see more closed stores.

[Y/N] sighed, looking around for anything that would help him get back home. His feet continued on, now beginning to pulse with how long he'd been walking. The boy pushed away the feeling, opting for focusing on his sight and hearing rather than his sense of touch.

As he walked down the barren road, he finally saw a something other than closed or dark buildings. His eyes lit up from the light that came from the distance. 

[Y/N] squinted, finding the light to come from a building. He couldn't work out that the red sign said but seeing as it was the only lit up building in the entire district, he decided to stop by.

The 13-year-old boy stood in front of the closed restaurant doors, deciding whether or not he really wanted to walk in at this hour. Of course, he knew there were people in there, judging from the chatter. 

It was clearly a restaurant with how there was a red sign above the doors. 

"Yukihira...?" He muttered, squinting up at the sign through the dark of the night.   

The [H/C] haired boy took in a deep breath before hesitantly reaching his hand out towards the handle. 

A/N: guys dont actually zone out walking at night line [Y/N], hes not the brightest 💀