On the streets of Tokyo, There are two different races of people. Humans and ghouls. Humans... well humans are like your ordinary people who go to work, buy food and water, sleep...
Ghouls on the other hand are just like humans... except they feed on human flesh. Ghouls blend in with humans, like moles inside of a spy agency or like the spy from tf2.
(Y/n) fished out his iPhone 7, one of (Y/n)'s last gifts from grandpa and grandma. (Y/n) scrolled down (Y/n)'s playlist and clicked on Young Sinatra ||| by Logic (good song by the way) and slid (Y/n)'s phone back into his jumper pocket. Currently it was pouring down rain in a Tokyo so (Y/n) had to find shelter. The Café Anteiku looked like (Y/n)'s best bet for taking shelter from the temporary rain. (Y/n) approached the wooden door before hearing voices inside. He turned the knob and a bell rang as soon as he entered.
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Tokyo Ghoul x Male reader: Ghost (ON HOLD!)
FanfictionThis is my first story. I do not own Tokyo Ghoul, all rights go to Sui Ishida.
