ʏᴀɴɴɪ | ᴏ.ꜱʜᴏᴛᴀʀᴏ

"ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜰɪɴɴᴀ ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴇʟꜱᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ, ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʀɪʙ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴ' ꜱʜɪᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ."

"ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴ', ꜱʜᴏᴛᴀʀᴏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ...ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱʜɪᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ꜱᴄᴀʀɪɴ' ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛᴛᴀ ᴍᴇ..."

You are Yanni.

Were, are, you forgot about a year ago after your only friend - and your only love - passed away.

After she died, that snapped the last thread of hope for a future you were hanging onto. Now, you drift through life, numb to every emotion in the book.

The only thing you could say you did to combat this was to create music. Not for anyone in particular, not for yourself either. You just saw it as some sort of outlet for whatever was going on with you.

You caught his eye one of the nights you battled - something about your voice and your words had him hooked on you like a magnet.

Could he tell what it was? Nah...not yet, at least...

Turns out the two of you have a lot more in common than meets the eye. It's just gonna take a minute for the both of you to realize it...

2024 Project
Osaki Shotaro
X Blasian Fem
Reader

TW: Drug Use/Abuse, Physical Abuse, Sex Trafficking, Gun Violence, Mentions of R@pe, Mentions of Self-Harm, Prostitution, Sexual Harrassment/Assault

A/N: As you can see, this book ain't about to be for the lighthearted. If any of the topics above trigger you, you don't have to read it. I understand, believe me...

Start/End Date: 3/1/24 -

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