【Mikey x OC】Criminology student Emily moves to Tokyo, secretly hoping to reconnect with her childhood friend and first love, Mikey. A chance meeting with Takemichi, another soul searching for a lost love, draws her into a web of shared longing and b...
The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the cozy coffee shop, mingling with the soft hum of conversations from the customers scattered around. The wooden tables were adorned with small vases of fresh flowers, and the warm glow of hanging lights created an inviting atmosphere.
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Amidst the chatter and clinking of cups, Emily sat across from Takemichi, her pale, porcelain-like complexion almost glowing under the warm, hanging lights. The light dusting of freckles on her cheeks and nose gave her an endearing charm, while her bright blue eyes captivated Takemichi as she spoke. Takemichi was leaning forward, his dark blue eyes, a contrast to Emily's, wide with interest as he listened intently to her story.
Emily finished the last bite of her taiyaki, her pink-and-lavender hair cascading down her shoulders as she leaned back, catching Takemichi's focused gaze. He was so engrossed in her story that his own taiyaki remained untouched, cooling on his plate.She glanced down at his plate and smiled.
"You should probably eat your taiyaki before it gets cold," she said with a playful tone. Takemichi blinked, snapping out of his trance. "Oh! Sorry, I just... I was so into your story that I completely forgot about it." He glanced at his plate, slightly embarrassed. Emily chuckled softly, her laughter a light, melodic sound that made Takemichi smile despite himself.
"That, uh... Manjiro? Mikey guy?" Takemichi began as he picked up his taiyaki, "He sounds just like a prince in shining armor. I totally get why you can't forget him." Emily's expression softened, her pale blue eyes flickering with a blend of fondness and melancholy. Her lips curved into a wistful smile. "Yeah... Yeah, he was indeed. A prince in shining armor. My safe haven."
Takemichi took a bite of his taiyaki, savoring the sweet filling, then looked up at her, still amazed. "I'm still not over this. How could he beat up middle schoolers so easily when he was just in elementary school?" Emily shook her head slightly, a smile tugging at her lips. "I don't know where his immense strength came from. But I mean, his grandfather had a dojo, and he trained there since he was small."
Takemichi, now more curious than ever, with fire burning in his eyes, leaned in closer. "And then, what happened? How does the story go on?" Emily couldn't help but smile at how eagerly Takemichi awaited the rest of her tale. "Eat your taiyaki first, will you," she teased, knowing he was dying to hear more.
As Takemichi munched on the crunchy exterior of his taiyaki, Emily continued, her voice carrying a nostalgic tone. "Well, I mean, we became friends. It turned out that Mikey and Emma went to a different elementary school than I did, but I would often go visit them and play with the two of them, or sometimes just one of them. Mikey would sometimes even come visit me at school at the most random times, bringing taiyaki or asking to leave school and do something fun. We sneaked out a few times to play elsewhere."
