❝ 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗠𝗬 𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗚𝗢. ❞
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╰┈➤ ❝ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ❞ KEIJI AKAASHI HAS TO FIX THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN HIM AND THE GIRL WHO USED TO LIKE HIM
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[ KEIJI AKAASHI x fem!READER ]
- COLLEGE...
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akaashi closes the door to his room, sits down on his bed and sighs. he knew that the longer he needed to meddle, the harder it would be for the both of them. but again, he knew he was the last person that should interfere with f/n's personal life.
despite not showing it on the outside, akaashi was sure that f/n still held some anger towards him from what happened during their second year of high school. even if she didn't, akaashi still deeply regretted what he had done, and even after she disappeared, he thought about it almost every day.
"just stop f/n! stop being so selfish."
what if I didn't say that?
what if i didn't let my emotions get to me?
what if i worked things out rather than yelling?
what if I had answered your call that night?
What if I had helped you when you needed it most?
in that moment, everything he had said and done that year flashed through his mind, something that frequently happened. but now, the regret felt ten times as worse having finally seen the girl after so long.
akaashi just wishes he could turn back the time and fix what had happened so that they could've been what he wanted from the start.
"f/n."
the h/c haired girl opens her eyes. she lifts her head from her current position and gives the boy a warm smile. "hi keiji." he looks at her. her expression was tired yet still full of happiness, she had one earbud in while the other was just hanging from the wire.
"why are you napping? what are you still doing here? the sun's already setting." the boy nagged to which she laughed. "oh keiji, you always have something to nag me about don't you." he deadpanned. "i'm serious f/n. why are you still here? you could get sick just sleeping in this cold classroom."
