Yuichirou's POV
I've always liked taking long walks whilst it rained. I liked feeling the icy water soak through my thin jacket and send chills up my body. I liked the wind whipping through my messy hair causing it to pull at my scalp. I liked being able to think without getting interrupted by Akane or one of the other kids at the care home. I gently scratch at my wrist, thinking about Yoichi.
Yoichi.
That little, adorable floof. His beautiful emerald eyes, the faint freckles that decorate his nose complementing the colour of his soft, chocolate coloured hair. He is perfection that has taken human form. I'm sure if Mika had spent time with him, he would have probably fallen in love with him and not me. Haha...ha..
I smile to myself, thinking about how great it would've been to have Mika and Yoichi as my best friends. The things we could've done, the places we could've gone. We would've been unstoppable.
I take out one of my headphones, glancing at the small crowd that had gathered on the road in front of me. Continuing to walk, I move past them glancing quickly at the middle of the circle to see what the fuss is about. I freeze, the loud noises around me fading into silence as I stare at him, the colour draining from my face.
"Y-Yoichi...?"
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Vanilla twilight (YuuYoi)
Fanfiction*Death, self harm and depression* I love mikayuu but Yoichi and Yuu are more than acceptable.
