(Y/n) couldn't help but feel nervous. She was finally here on the plane. It had been 9 years since she last saw her friend and it was very overwhelming. A flight attendant passed her seat and smiled lightly.
"Is there anything you need miss?" She asked. "The plane will be landing in thirty or so minutes." (Y/n) shook her head and watched as the lady walked over to the next seat. Looking out the window, (Y/n) could see the white clouds as the plane flew over the city. They flew over the San Fransokyo Bridge when (Y/n) gasped at the sight.
It had been far too long since she last was here. She almost forgot how pretty the city looked during the daylight as well as the night.
"Hello this is your Captain speaking, we are just about cleared for landing at the San Fransokyo Airport so I'd like to ask you all too please fasten your seat belts, open all window shutters , close your food trays and set your seat upright. The weather is currently warm and the time is now 2:30 pm. Thank you for flying with Jetstar and I hope you enjoyed your flight."
(Y/n) followed the seat belt sign that suddenly flashed on, clipping the buckle as she felt the nose of the plane bend forward. The high speed of the plane pressed her back into her seat as the plane gave a sudden jolt when the wheels hit the ground.
The plane flew around the run way as (Y/n) picked her bag up from under the seat in front of her. A small ding was heard, indicating that seat belts could be removed and instantly everyone got up in a hustle to get off.
Seeing as she was 13, (Y/n) was classified an unaccompanied minor. This made a flight attendee rush up to her and helped her exit the plane. As soon as the lady helped her collect her baggage and point out the waiting and collecting area, (Y/n) thanked her and exited the building.
Everything was just how she remembered it. The sky was a light blue and the cars were quite loud. She smiled to herself as she walked down the road. She pulled out her phone and turned it on, seeing as she had turned it off when boarding the plane.
The screen displayed a message from Maddy. "Are you in San Fransokyo yet? Txt me when u r!" (Y/n) Smiled and quickly replied before pocketing her phone once more. She looked around and smiled at the familiar buildings. She knew where she was somehow which was great but strange as she hadn't been in the country for 9 years.
She could see the bridge that she and Hiro had ran along once while Tadashi was tying his shoe, it was a funny memory since Tadashi looked like a flying duck while running after them. (Y/n) breathed in the city air and exhaled deeply. It was too good to be true, if she all of a sudden woke up to find it was a dream, shed fling herself off a cliff.
She slowly pulled her suitcase along the side footpath as she gripped her backpack strap tightly. The bridge was a lot bigger than she had remembered, she almost couldn't see the end. Eventually she made it and turned around the corner.
A giant park was laid out before her, the very park their secret spot was in. Curios, she took a detour and walked through the bushes, dragging her suitcase through the leaves and dirt. She came upon the land marked tree and continued forward until she saw the small stone hut.
Her eyes widened as she let go of the suitcase handlebar. She got down on all fours and crawled inside. The old lamp was still there along with a bunch of items that had been long forgotten. (Y/n) smiled to herself. It was a tight fit but she managed to crawl out, how Tadashi managed must have been hard.
She touched the bumpy rock walls before picking up her suitcase and walking out of the bushes, crossing the park and walking down the street. At the end of the street, she was met at an intersection, she turned left, passing the police station and began to walk down a steep hill. And there at the bottom of the hill was the Lucky Cat Café.
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Life as a Game ~Hiro x Reader~
Fanfiction"We are all in the same game, we are just at different levels... and those at higher ones, have experienced more brutality than the lower ones... (Y/n) isn't wrong when she says I've played this game without her...But she isn't right when she claims...
