restaurant girl | t. muichiro ✓

chapter 30: a shoulder to cry on?

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𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐲, 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲.

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Muichiro awoke to nearly millions of notifications, his eyes widening at the contents of the post he'd somehow posted.

Sunlight peeked through the crevices between his curtains and window, illuminating the room around him in hues of yellow and orange.

His sleep-addled mind couldn't wrap itself around the fake that the photo of Y/N was now put onto the internet, along with some extremely rude words paired with it.

His hands trembled once he noticed the post. I...

"I didn't post this?!" He cried out, holding his phone directly in front of his face in horror.

Closing the app and opening his messages, he gasped at the sheer amount of messages he'd received. Each hurtful word from the ones he thought he could trust stabbing him a thousand times over.

And your contact seemed to be one of the first on his mind. Pressing the call button, he hesitantly put his phone up to his ear.

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

Hey! This is L/N Y/N, if there's anything important I'm missing right now or something, just leave a message after the tone! Bye~!

All the work he'd put in could very well crumble to the floor right now. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes at this critical mistake.

How could this happen?...

—

You sat on the bus next to Touya, teary-eyed and hiccuping. The blonde seemed to only hold you close whilst he rubbed circles onto your back gingerly and whispered comforting phrases.

The post still weighed heavy on your mind, despite the fact that it seemed that Muichiro took it down by now.

"Did I do something wrong, Touya?" You asked, maintaining slow and shaky breaths in and out.

You could feel him shaking his head a few times. "No. I don't know what possessed him to do that, but I suppose everything happens for a reason."

The bus screeched to a furious stop, and you tried your best to recollect yourself. Wiping your tears from your red puffy eyes and pulling out a makeup pouch from your school bag, you tried to focus on the feeling of the cool liquids and powders on your face.

Rather than the approaching footsteps belonging to Muichiro.

"Y/N! You need to understand, I didn't—!"

"Save it, Muichiro!" Touya yelled, holding you close. Muichiro's eyes widened at the blonde's presence. "Gosh, you were just sobbing over her less than twenty four hours ago, and then you have the audacity to post that photo of her?!"