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In denial, in perplexity. She didn't know
how to deal with these strange feelings
and emotions budding within her as she
spent time with her six male friends.
Growing up surrounded by men her
entire life, she...
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The picture above is how I visualize Y/n (both female and male), more or less. I don't specify their looks but that's just how I, MYSELF, see Y/n. Because each of us has our own way to imagine Y/N's appearance!
Though, in this story specifically, I DO specify Y/N's height because of various reasons.
∆ FEM!Y/n - 163 cm (5'4") ∆ MALE!Y/n - you'll find out in this chap!
Anyway, happy reading!
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One normal morning, Izana's apartment..
Second Person's POV
You stirred awake as the first rays of dawn filtered through her curtains, painting Izana's compartment in soft hues of pink and gold. "Mahal, wake up. The breakfast is getting cold." Izana's gentle voice greeted your ear like a sweet melody. You whined quietly beneath the futon, the blanket remained concealing your figure.
"(Y/n), it's almost afternoon. Get off the futon already."
"No! I'm sleepy. Let me sleep. We stayed up all night."
Izana flinched upon hearing your unusual husky voice, frozen on the spot he was standing. He turned his full attention to you, trying to register the thing he heard. He wondered if his brain was playing trick with him?
He needed to make sure.
"...get off the futon now."
"I could have done that if you didn't go to hard on me."
Izana flinched again, realizing the voice he was hearing right now sounded too foreign to his ear. He grabbed his flip phone and frantically texted Kakucho's number. He was perplexed and, surprisingly, frightened by the discovery.
After lying down for good ten minutes, with a contented sigh, you stretches your limbs, feeling the warmth of the blankets enveloping her. As you sat up, your senses awakened to the familiar sights of Izana's compartment.
