SENSITIVE 2 ➜ nishimura riki

'Lion?'

Y/n groaned.

She lazily sat up slowly.

'Holy shit my head burns like hell. What the hell is this hangover? Worst one ever..' y/n thought while rubbing her head.

She got out of bed with her eyes still half asleep.

She went into the bathroom and stood infront of the mirror and sink.

She got cold water and splashed it on her face.

She looked into the mirror again after opening her eyes a little more.

'Hm?' She furrowed her eyebrows while looking into the mirror.

She panicked.

'Wait. Where the fuck am I?!' She realised.

With her eyebrows furrowed and her facial expression being scrunched she stormed out of the room a little scared but more confused.

She opened a door to what seemed the living room.

'Holy shit this room is huge... where the hell am I?' Y/n thought.

She looked around.

She looked outside.

Shit.. I'm pretty high up. She said to herself while looking at the city from below.

She walked over to the kitchen counter.

There was hangover pills and a sports drink.

Along with something else.

There was a note.

𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗸𝗲.
𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲.
𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘅. 𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿. 𝗢𝗿 𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁.
𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗱𝗮𝘆,

𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲.

𝗥𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗳𝗳. 𝗟𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗹 𝗸𝗲𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗯𝗯𝘆.

- 𐦐

Lion? Who's lion?.. she thought while seeing an animal symbol being drawn as the signature.

'Last night?' She rubbed her head trying to think.

'Those guys.. and then.. a figure.. a really familiar one.. I couldn't make it out though. The face or the body couldn't be made out other than the trace of a man's cologne and tall frame.' She thought.