Fratjo cerita

Fifteen years ago, you met him by accident. He was just a college student. Brilliant, flirty, impossible to ignore. You shared lectures, coffee cups, quiet jokes in the back of classrooms. He learned your laugh before he learned your name. You learned the shape of his handwriting before you learned what he was hiding. And then he was gone. No goodbye. No explanation. No trace. Now, fifteen years later, you return to Tokyo for a business meeting you never imagined you'd be running, only to run straight into the man who disappeared from your life without a word. Older. Broader. Changed. Still unmistakably him. Some residuals don't fade. They just wait. ﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ Kinda of College AU! Nerdjo by morning, Fratjo by night 😈 This is a Female Reader AND it IS a slow burn I fear😔 lmk how you like it!! art creds: @yamada_souko on pintrest!