𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓. ★ | 𝘽𝙎𝘿

#2 | the meeting

! VULGAR LANGUAGE !
! SUICIDE MENTIONS !
★ - OW ..

I bring the palm of my hand to touch my forehead since it hurts, only to find out it's bleeding. Like, really bad. I winced at the pain of touching my forehead with crimson coloured blood red in the palm of my hands.

" Motherfucker.. Where even the fuck am I? "

I mutter some curse words to myself with the bleeding forehead I have, looking around my surroundings. The wind blows past me and I shiver since surprisingly or not, my outfit is drenched in water. The wind blows past me in a way until I shiver and the wind hits my bleeding forehead.
" Fuck, that hurts like a bitch. "

Well, back to the scenery.
Should I say it's a rather familiar place to me. Eh, it sort of looks like the Bungo Stray Dogs scenery. The popular show I used to watch when I was around 13, I think?

' Wait.. What?

Bungo Stray Dogs?
Seriously, I swear I jumped off the bridge to drown.
No way I'm reincarnated. This can't be real.
Wait, is this?
Judging by the pain I felt on my forehead earlier, it seems so. It's not bad, though. Although it is unsurprisingly a hassle for me to live again.

Well, I might as well meet my favourite characters here, don't I? '

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She wakes up with a bleeding forehead. And the first thing she does is touch her forehead with the palm of her hand. And normally, she just mutter some curse words due to the pain.
( Might as well cause an infection by the lack of sanitary in the palm of her hands. LOLOL )
Recognizing her wet outfit she wore the day of her secondth suicide attempt. She looks around the place, her [H/C] bangs on her forehead moving gracefully due to the movement she made. Confused, to why the place feels familiar to her.

The wind blows past her, making her only to feel pain at her bleeding forehead once more. She winced in pain as she muttered some curse words, yet again.

Because of having a familiar feeling of knowing the place she's at, she realizes a thing. That she basically just reincarnated into her favourite Japanese show around when she was 13 years old, Bungo Stray Dogs.

Typical, isn't it?

Since she thinks that it'd be worth it to meet her favourite Bungo Stray Dogs character before she may be comitting suicide again, she has hope to live again.

She gets up from the place she was 'spawned' at, patting the dust off her short, black waistcoat and her brown pleated skirt.

She knows that she is near Atsushi since she just got up beside the river Dazai was drowning himself in.

She can actually say she relates to Dazai, a lot.
Not that she's a mafia executive or whatsoever, it's only that everything she does relates to his character and personality. it may or may not be in factly true but she feels that way.

Now, back to Dazai drowning himself and Atsushi saving him, apparently [Y/N] is already able to see Atsushi crouching on the ground, dying from starvation and mumbling some words to himself to keep going.

[Y/N] as the typical [Y/N], she walks over to Atsushi. And at the very least, she's actually sane enough to hide her actual identity from others.

" .. "

" Hey, you! Are you alright?"
She runs over to him, her running footsteps making him jolt in surprise.

" Huh!? "

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A/N :

oh that's not..! :x

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