𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙢𝙚,
𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤 ♡
Rough days are the only thing you've ever had for as long as you can remember. So when the opportunity to join Blue Lock-and stay away from the dread that invades your house-a...
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'sune is this foreshadowing' 'is that foreshadowing' 'stop is this foreshadowing' EVERYTHING IS FORESHADOWING HAVENT I MADE THIS CLEAR ALREADY. anyway this ^ song reminds me sm of yn :)
also i have a tumblr account, im gonna try to be more active there to force myself to keep writing. im posting yandere stuff there.. like a lil more obscure so beware if u wanna check it out :) n im also thinking of posting stuff related to no escape there too, like extra content n doing polls to choose for future chaps or wtv...? and u guys can drop suggestions or ask stuff related to my fics too :D u can also do that on my wattpad board tho i love answering questions. .. im not too sure but if u guys think its cool ill do it :) my user on tumblr is @ bachibae
ugh anyway sorry for disappearing so mux... im tryna pass my driving test soon gulps wish me luck (dont, its for the better)
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You rub your eyes. "Wait. What do you mean Far? Don't tell me—"
Bachira grins, teeth flashing. "We missed the stop."
You blink, standing up and walking out. The cold breeze hits your face like a bullet. "What?"
"Like... all the stops." He spreads his hands like he's announcing something wonderful. "We're super far now. It's kinda fun, right?"
"Fun?" you echo, flat.
"Yeah! Just the three of us," he says, sing-song, "The last train. The night air. Adventure~."
"Adventure," you repeat, unamused.
Isagi looks up from his phone, eyes wide and apologetic. "There's literally no train back until morning. The next one is at—uh, five forty-seven. So we're kinda... stuck."
You exhale slowly. "You're kidding me."
"Okay, okay guys don't panic." Isagi mumbled, clearly panicking a little while typing something on his phone.
You're not panicking, you're just pissed. Because you can hear the soft hum of buzzing streets from the dark, empty station, which is odd considering you're in one of Japan's hundreds of random, not so big and probably kinda dead, towns. Until you hear Bachira gasp with joy when he notices a flyer in one of the boards hanging.
