Six years ago, L/N Y/N wouldn't exactly say that she loves her life. It had always been problematic but her best friend, Miya Atsumu, since she was eight when she moved to Hyōgo, has always been there for her, and she wouldn't change it for the worl...
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author's note:
so before anything else, if you're confused by why I randomly mentioned people who aren't even in the story itself, it's actually like umm... an easter egg?? for an upcoming series, they're all connected. So like, if you follow me on tumblr and saw my dearest daddy series, you'll understand. But you can completely disregard it if you're not going to read the rest of the series and only plan to read atsumu's route.
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Years have flown by, you're both practically strangers at this point. Yes, strangers. Just two strangers who know every shameful secret, every hidden freckle, and even every fatal flaw in each other. Who were you kidding anyway? Six years have gone by just like that, but you knew it yourself, deep down that you still strongly cared for the man that now stood before you, his eyes the only thing you could focus on, not even the soft chatter of the other guests or the soft instrumental melody produced by the restaurant's speakers could capture your attention and disrupt your thoughts. Mesmerized, that is what you are. What even.
It has been six years and to this day, he still completely steals your breath away.
Not that it should surprise you or anything. Despite everything, how he had hurt you back when you were both 17 and in your second year in senior high school back in 2013, or the hurtful words that spilled from his mouth from the running emotions that day back at the sports complex when the truth revealed itself, you couldn't bring yourself to hate him or even be angry. You've thought of this a billion times since you left Hyōgo. You have imagined a billion scenarios, trying your best to prepare yourself because you knew. You knew that it was inevitable to stay hidden, to keep your secret hidden. A part of you always knew you were going to meet him again. Not that your reunion was delightful or anything. It was nowhere near such. No matter how many scenarios you created in your head, it had not been enough for you to prepare for any form of response.
