Nobody's prospective
It had been a week since you and the girl you chose came back from the Bahamas. You told everyone else about your new relationship. Everyone congratulate you for your new romance. Little did you know that something of your past is closer then it seems.
(Y/n) prospective
I walked into the office to talk to all of the girls, I was going to tell me that I recently received a new sword from a Buddhist priest that apparently had a spirit dwelling inside of it. I walked in and saw a women that had an hour glass shape and had on a red jacket and a black skirt. She had pale skin, like that of a vampire in movies. She turned around and I recognized her face. I looked over at Toya, and she had a disgusted look on her face. Mine just grew full of angry. It was my mother. "(Y/n), it been a very long time since I last saw you. You've grow into a fine young man, you even have a job." She said. I narrowed my eyes. "Yeah Sara, people tell me that I look like dad." I said. I called her Sara instead of mother or mom. I didn't think that she deserves to be called anything relating to a loving mother. "Right, call me Sara or whatever. But you know, I've recently loss all of my money gambling. So I decide to come find you and ask for you to give your dear old mom some money." She said as she stuck her hand out. I grew even angrier, but I refused to show it. I shock my head no and said, "I have no money to give to a failure of a mother." She grew a loon of hatred and raised her hand to slap me. I grabbed her wrist before it made contact. "Listen, I don't want to hurt, your still a person even if I hate your guts. If you don't leave right know, then we're going to call police for attempted assault." I said through clenched teeth letting some of the angry go. She retracted her hand. She spit on the ground in front of me and walk off. "I'll be in my office if you want me." I did without looking back and walked off.
Toyama's prospective
(Y/n) walked off and when he left the office I started to get up so I could go talk to him. But I was stopped. "Let me go talk to him." Said ...
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New game x Male reader
Fanfiction(Y/n) is at the bottom of the barrel as he can't get a job, not even a part-time job as he barely graduated high school with all his credits. All he has a great understanding of is weapons like swords, maces, staffs, guns, and every thing in between...
