Even when you hurt me a million times, I will always come back crawling 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔.
: ̗̀➛ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎
CW: Mentions of potential Lemon, strong Language, and Angst.
- L/n Y/n met an old foe, Itoshi Sae, and it was rather the most unpleasant reun...
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╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ♡ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙽𝚘 𝚂𝚎𝚎.
╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ♡ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯
"Hi!" Your eyes squinted in abhorrence the moment it came in contact with the scrutinizing sight of Itoshi Sae's complexion.
Even as the years went by since your last glimpse of him, the minor details of his features refused to fade from your mind.
These memories, though, carried with them the weight of a past you'd rather not revisit, a past filled with experiences you considered inconsequential.
Your sole desire remained fixed on moving forward, but you knew all too well that achieving that goal was far from simple.
The act of letting go and embracing what lay ahead presented a complex and emotionally demanding journey, one you couldn't simply brush aside.
It required a conscious effort to break free from the shadows of those memories and forge a new path towards brighter horizons.
"Do I know you?" You masked your irritation by pretending to not know the male who stood in front of you, veins popped up on your temples that were not noticeable with just a single glance.
Your cherry red lips remained curved upwards even as you were increasingly fuming inside in peevish. This is a clear demonstration of your ability to conceal your genuine emotions effectively.
Itoshi Sae raised a brow at your question, he was perplexed by your unusual demeanour and the fact that you do not remember him—or seemed not to remember him.
While he may prioritize soccer above all else, it's important to note that he is far from stupid or oblivious.
Two can play one game.
"Oh, nevermind." The male's glistening teal eyes trailed up and down on your relatively shorter frame, judgingly staring at you."I thought that you were someone I knew from high school."
"But... You look too old to be them. I apologize for the trouble." He managed to hit a nerve quite effortlessly.
Typical Itoshi Sae.
'Excuse me!?' Your fists clenched tightly onto nothing, opposing the delighted—plastic—expression on your face.
"Oh..." You faked an amused chuckle. "No problem. People make mistakes." You turned your head to the side and silently rolled your eyes.
