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{44} death {44}

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(a/n: hello! sorry i haven't been uploading, i know it's been like 3 months and i probably won't be active still but i'll definitely try to upload like once a week at least !! thank you for still reading this even though it has been dead and i'm sorry for keeping y'all to wait for so long!!! // my writing style could be a little different, unintentionally, or if the writing of this chapter seems a little weaker than the ones before forgive me, just give me a little to get back at it <3)

— narrator —

y/n glared over at the clock ticking on the wall of her bedroom. sanzu was sitting next to her, an awkward tension was between them.. but the only one actually bothered by that was sanzu.

"can i visit hayami again?" y/n asked with a cold tone. - recently, the way she talked had changed a lot. she showed less emotions in her voice.. and now almost all emotion in her voice was gone.

"huh? you wanna-.... well, i have to stay in the headquarters because mikey said-" "thats fine," she cut him off. "i'll go with kakucho again"

sanzu's eyes slightly widened before he lowered his brows. "kakucho? why specifically him?" "he's the only one who knows her address, i would preferably not have any more bonten members know hayami's address...." y/n mused, sanzu's look returned to normal.

"you're right. fine, i'll get kakucho to drive you."

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"why can't you just drive your girlfriend yourself once..?" kakucho sighed while leaning against a wall. "mikey ordered me to be ready for whatever all the time from now on, i can't leave! you're gonna drive her, and you're gonna make sure she returns to the headquarters without a single scratch, you hear me?"

kakucho glared at y/n who was already heading to the car while the two of them had a conversation in the distance.

"alright, alright. she'll be back with no scratch, i promise" kakucho stuffed his hands into his pockets and followed y/n, sanzu, who was still a little annoyed that he had to let kakucho go with his girlfriend, looked at them before going back inside the headquarters.

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kakucho glared over at y/n, she was looking out of the window, drowning in her own thoughts.

why would she wanna visit her friend again after she had told her to leave her alone?

she must be convinced that they'll make up. well, maybe they will. it didn't sound like that at all, but maybe 'hayami' is just that type of person? kakucho thought.

"there we are.." the man spoke up while stopping the car, giving the scar over his eye a small scratch as he looked at the familiar house. y/n undid her seatbelt and left the car.

"do you want me to wait outside?" kakucho asked her before she could ring the doorbell. "wait here.." y/n rang the doorbell, kakucho stepped aside a bit, he was going to wait patiently for y/n to make up with her friend.