❝ YOU WISHED FOR YOUR NAME IN THE
HISTORY BOOK BUT WE'RE STILL HERE WRITING THE
REST OF IT. ❞
She was aware of her memorable first: the first woman to become a Young Lion. She used to be the person that they've doubted and abando...
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❝ we're going back to Detroit and you didn't tell them. ❞
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January 16 (11:23 AM) JFK AIRPORT // QUEENS, NY
「 jay + reagan 」
[Yujiro K]: あなたはどこですか？ 【 where are you? 】
[Reagan]: ニューヨーク 【 New York 】
[Yujiro K]: ママはベイビーを見るのを待つことができない。 【 mom cannot wait to see the baby. 】
❝WHO IS IT?❞ Jay turned his head on her direction the moment when Reagan chuckled. It has been forty five minutes since they settled down after spending 12 hours from Osaka to New York. The last six hours of their flight was quite the disaster as she didn't sleep. They were waiting for their two hours flight from JFK to Detroit Metropolitan Airport. Then, a ride back to her house.
She shrugged before showing him the screen of her phone, "It's Yujiro." She said nonchalantly before leaning back to her seat. He knew he couldn't understand it, despite the fact that he's been living in Japan for two years but he hoped that she didn't mind as he questioned her once again.
"What did he say?" He saw her shut the phone off as she hid it on the pocket of her New Japan hoodie, curling up and hugged her knees. He can see through her sunglasses the exhaustion, but he needed to wait for two hours until she gets the rest that she deserved. "If it's personal, then it's okay."
"It's not personal, he told me that Mama Kushida couldn't wait to see the baby... and hopefully me too." She joked. Sighing, she shifted and tried to make herself feel comfortable in the bench. "It's been a long time since I've seen her. God, she was the only mother who supported me as if I was her child." It wasn't a secret or something that she had kept to herself. Everybody knew how rough her life was.
"Your mom was that bad, huh? No wonder why Kushida considered ya as a little sister." She smiled at the thought. Kushida, her childhood friend that she adored and cherished, was attached to her hip and everybody knew that no one can let go of the attachment. She nodded.
"I mean, Mama Kushida bought my first kimono for grade school and wouldn't let me leave without eating. She even let me stay for sleepover and late night games with Yujiro. I felt special, you know?" She told him before leaning her head forward to her backpack with a sigh. "She's the reason why I'm a better person."
