"Souvenirs" she mumbled quietly.
"Huh?"
"It means 'memories' in 'French', Sasuke-kun" Sakura said.
"Of course, I know that. You just blurted it out of nowhere" Sasuke replied as he wrapped his arms around her, as a chill wind brushed past them.
"Just......this place holds a lot of memories" Sakura sighed, holding his arms tightly.
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High school memories are one of the most happiest, funniest, saddest and memorable moments in a teenager's life. It might be memorable either in a good way or a bad way.
Sakura Haruno wanted her last year of highschool to be peaceful and a memorable one, that too in a good way. Well, that wouldn't happen if you have Konoha High's hottest male, Sasuke Uchiha, as your roommate.
"Are you for serious?! You mean that your supposed friend is Sasuke Uchiha, and he is going to be my roommate?! Naruto Baka!"
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Sasuke Uchiha, wanted to find a roommate fast, before he is thrown out of his apartment. His bestfriend suggested a girl. With no other option, all he could do was hope that she wouldn't be obsessed with him.
"Dobe, no. I don't want a roommate who is a girl. I will even adjust if it is someone who has animals or have weird fetishes. But a girl, no way"
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As days pass, they find themselves more alike than they thought. Slowly, not only their hearts mingle, but, they also find themselves mingled in each other's past and troubles come their way.
All they both know is, it was indeed a memorable year of their last year of highschool.
Warning: OOC Sasuke
Foul language
Mentions of abuse
Panic attacks
Mitsuba Sousuke.
You've probably heard of him before, right? Obviously, as a social media influencer, he's bound to be famous. Within the sight of his radiant salmon-colored locks, same as his pink orbs, no one can resist his cuteness. If you think that because of his popularity he might had tons of supportive friends, well, you're wrong.
Because behind that façade, it's where the cocky, feminine and narsiscistic personality of his reside. He lets his sharp tongue roll and scare people away. That's the reason why he didn't had friends― real friends at least.
He did have one, a real friend, but it was from a long time ago. They've cut connections after they finished the middle of high school. He can remember vividly the sight of his shining blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. The lively personality of his which attracted him.
Even breaking through the walls he put up around him, he accepted him, unlike everybody else. Mitsuba did all he can to find him once more, but..
Well, not everything works according to plan after all.
"I'm sorry, but who are you again?"
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Sometimes, there are memories that only you can reminisce.
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【❏ modern AU ❐】
A mitsukou short story. The characters rightfully belongs to Aida Iro, and only the plot is what I can call mine. Hope you read and enjoy.
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