𝚁𝚢𝚞𝚓𝚒𝚗 𝙽𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜

Masahiro Sekita - First love

A/N: This is a younger Sekita love story! Mainly in high school.

To Masahiro Sekita, Y/N L/N was his first love.

The person who guided him when he had a hard time, starting from the time when he struggled on how to ride a bicycle. 

The person who cheered him up when he felt depressed.

But what happens when that person is gone?

"Hiro! Catch me if you can!" Y/N giggled as she ran quickly away from the boy.

"Y/Nnie! Stop, come back!" Masahiro complained, but chased after the girl anyways.

"Man, you're fast," Y/N panted when Masahiro caught up with her and hugged her from the back.

"I'm taller than you," Masahiro stated as he smiled at Y/N's laughs.

It was melody to his ears.

"Shut up, you're weird if you hate mint chocolate ice cream," Y/N sneered playfully as she bumped Masahiro's shoulder lightly.

"I'm so sorry, Miss L/N, but chocolate is more superior," Masahiro retorted in a sassy manner as he licked his chocolate ice cream.

"You're just scared to admit that mint chocolate is the better chocolate," Y/N remarked before she licked her ice cream cone with bliss.

"Okay," Masahiro said, "you win."

"Hiro, the fuck?" Y/N raised her eyebrow, "The Hiro I know doesn't give up that easily in ice cream debates."

"I'll lose for you," Masahiro smoothly stated as he calmly walked next to the girl, who blushed slightly at his words.

"I like you, Hiro," Y/N confessed, "it's fine if you don't like me that way."

"I like you too, Y/N," Masahiro smiled with a flustered face, "I've always liked you."

"Really?" Y/N was surprised.

"Ever since childhood," Masahiro said as he interlocked his hand in Y/N's.

"Hiro," Y/N sobbed as she rang the doorbell on a stormy afternoon.

"Y/Nnie? What are you doing in the rain at this hour? Come in!" Masahiro ushered as he went to grab a blanket and wrap it around Y/N's sobbing figure.

When he sat Y/N down on the couch, the girl immediately cuddled into his neck.

"What's wrong, Y/N?" Masahiro asked softly, his gaze filled with worry.

"I have cancer," Y/N confessed as tears streamed down her cheeks, "and it's too late to stop it."

Masahiro sat there, stunned, for a long time.

Until he softly spoke, "Y/N, let's spend every minute of our time together before you pass away."

"But what?" Y/N choked, "we still have school!"

"I'll convince the principal," Masahiro assured, "how long do you have?"

"Three months," Y/N said, "but you're going to have a hard time catching up."

"As long as I do it for you," Masahiro smiled warmly, "I'll be fine."

And so, the two spent Y/N's last three months together.

Even when Y/N's hair slowly fell, Masahiro still thought that the beaming girl was the most beautiful girl he's ever seen in his whole life.

The two traveled around Japan, together. From going to Fuji Mountain to the bustling street markets in Tokyo, Masahiro made sure that Y/N's last moments were filled with happiness.

Until that day came.

"I l-love you so much, Hiro," Y/N said weakly as she clasped onto the male's hand tightly,

"I love you to the universe and back, Y/N L/N," Masahiro said as tears started to stream down his face, "I'll never forget you."

"Please b-be happy when I'm gone," Y/N whispered, her weak voice starting to fade already.

"I promise," Masahiro murmured as he kissed Y/N's lips one last time.

Before she was gone.

Forever.

First love hits hard.

Especially when that love is truly gone by the hands of Death.