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❝ACHOO!❞ A BLEACH BLONDE HAIRED MALE SNEEZED for the nth time today. His friend gave him a tissue, which he accepted as he pinched his nose. "Did you catch a cold, Izana? That's the sixth time you sneezed," Kakucho muttered in worry.
The older male shook his head, rubbing his nose with the tissue. "I think it's just dust," he shrugged. "It doesn't matter anyways. What matters is that we need to meet Kisaki. He said he has a way to bring Mikey down," he said as the heterochromia-eyed male frowned.
That glasses guy was indeed suspicious.
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Weeks later…
[Name] frowned as Takemichi excused himself again, rushing to go somewhere that he couldn’t tell them. He had been pretty busy these past weeks, and he wouldn’t tell anyone why. Haruki had tried to follow him, but somehow he managed to escape his eyes.
“I swear this guy has something in his sleeves,” he muttered. “He managed to get away. How the hell even did he do that when a literal mafia executive followed him??” [Name] let out a sigh as she shook her head. “Or you're just too careless,” she said nonchalantly. “Just let him be, he needs his privacy too, you know?”
“But you can’t deny that it’s suspicious, right?”
“It is suspicious, but I respect Mitchy’s privacy. Not like a certain someone,” she rolled her eyes at him, which he returned with a glare. "As if you didn't invade someone's privacy before."
"Oh, shut up."
Haruki huffed, his hands were put in his pants pockets. "Anyways, I just travelled." [Name]'s steps came into a halt, her eyes widened for a second before she continued walking. "...what happened?"
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Fanfiction❝ 𝙲𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 ? ❞ Chifuyu added a number in Toman group chat, since he thought Takemichi's not in the group yet. Turns out Mikey already added him a few days ago. Then whose number did he add...