DECEPTION (Female Reader) [SAKAMOTO DAYS]

16: "Homecoming"

I visited [M!f/n] again after a long time apart. We hung out, and before long, I got to know his group of friends. The town he lived in was a chaotic mess-constant fights between delinquents from [M!f/n]'s school and troublemakers on the streets. But somehow, they always managed to handle things, protecting the town from outside threats.

I stayed there for about a week before deciding it was time to leave again. [M!f/n] has always felt like family to me. Around him, I felt like a kid-safe, vulnerable in a way I rarely allow myself to be. Maybe I'm just too fond of him, too comfortable. He has this calm presence that makes you feel at ease, yet you can never really tell what's going on in his head.

'But I've always known he'd never betray me. I've always had a strong instinct when it comes to him. And you know why? Because he's my favorite person in the world, of course-my first love!'

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As I stood outside, waiting for the bus, the cool breeze tugged at my jacket. [M!f/n] had followed me out, his usual calm demeanor unchanged. He wasn't the type to offer grand goodbyes, but his presence was always enough.

"You sure about this?" he asked, glancing at the bus stop. His tone wasn't filled with doubt, just that quiet wisdom he always carried. "No rush to go if you need more time."

I smiled, shaking my head. "I'm sure. Besides, you've taught me everything I need to survive out there." I tried to sound lighthearted, but there was a weight to leaving him behind.

He looked at me for a moment, his gaze steady but kind, like he was sizing up whether I was ready. "Surviving isn't everything..." he said, his voice gentle. "Make sure you're living too. Don't just float through."

That hit me harder than I expected, and I nodded, a little more solemn now. "I'll try. You know me... I'm good at the surviving part. The rest... still working on it."

A sigh came out of his mouth. "You and your lies. You'll get there." he said, with that quiet confidence that always made me believe him. "Just remember-no matter how far you go, you've got people here. You don't have to carry it all alone."

[M!f/n] made me feel like I was home for the first time in years-ever since I've been away from him. He's the first person I've ever truly cared about. He's the one who taught me everything: not just wisdom, but how to love. And I love him... oh, how I love him.

He's the only one who really understands me, the only one who's ever been there. He was my only playmate, my family, my... first love.

But don't get me wrong-I'm not talking about romance. It's deeper than that. He was the first person I loved, and that's something no one can take from me.

Before I could say a word, an old woman suddenly bumped into us. Naturally, [M!f/n], being the gentleman he always is, immediately reached out to help steady her. As he gently let go of the old woman, a flicker of realization crossed his face. With one of his calm, charismatic smiles, he spoke, "You bumped into us on purpose, didn't you, Ma'am?"

It took me a second, but I caught on to what he was implying. Crossing my arms with a smirk, I shot a knowing look at the elderly woman. "Someone like you doesn't need help staying on your feet... Nagumo." I added with a sinister grin.

At my words, Nagumo's disguise melted away, and he smiled mischievously as he pulled out a gun. Before he could even pull the trigger at me, [M!f/n] swiftly kicked it out of his hand, sending it skidding across the ground.

Nagumo laughed, clearly entertained. "You're sharp! How'd you figure it out?" he asked, tilting his head in mock curiosity as he retrieved the gun from the ground.