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.ೃ*:"NO-NO-NO-PLEASE-"  Y/N MISSED THE BUS, THE LAST ONE GOING TO HER DESTINATION.

it was currently 2:35 am in snowy tokyo. she had just gone out drinking with her friends from her old high school.

now she has to wait for the next bus closest to her home, walk about 10 minutes , then reach her apartment building, and ascend upstairs.

just think about it exhausted her, she sighed, a cloud of smoke leaving her lips due to the cold weather.

"i should've brought a sweater"

she had a short leather skirt on with a black ribbed long sleeved shirt. she hoped the alcohol would keep her warm, but it didn't last as long as she expected it to.

finally, the bus pulled into the stop and the doors opened, welcoming the girl into the vehicle.

she got up the wooden bench and made her way onto the bus, scanning her metro card, and made her way to the middle left side of the the bus.

she hung her hand on triangle shaped handle, her phone vibrated in her pocket causing her to reach into it and open the message.

it's from her friend yachi, it reads; "did you get home safely?" she smiles as she looks down at her phone. yachi has been like this ever since high school, she's always been so caring.

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