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"instead of giving me your gift tomorrow just give it to me now"
dark brown hair that's more golden like in the sun and her eyes kind of look like honey in the sun too. a delicate, soft face with long eyelashes and hair that was never short, always long. she looked like y/n but she never cut her hair. what would she look like with short hair?
"why are you here.."
"im here to reconstruct the tokyo skytree." she scoffed.
sarcasm. hm.
"im here to give you these and take these"
as she took the gift and letter i held in my hands, she gave me a teal box with a white envelope. did she excrete in this again? oh i forgot it was coffee nvm.
"its not an army of ants, you can open it. its safe"
i sat on the bench, unmoving.
a gift. :].
"its cold out here and you'll be late if u dont hurry up; open it!!"
wow. paper.
"what is this?"
"are you lacking your brain? whatever open one of them."
there's so much paper here, how do i know which one to pick? i say that but i find myself taking one out if the box.
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𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 |rin itoshi
Hayran Kurgu𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮. ᯓ★ : ̗̀➛ rin itoshi x fem!reader : ̗̀➛ highschool/AU : ̗̀➛ letterfic format : ̗̀➛ SLOWBURN it's never too late to apologise, especially when it comes to love. ᯓᡣ𐭩
