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This is a [SAKAMOTO DAYS by Yuto Suzuki] Fanfic...
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Sealed in that capsule for six agonizing years, I was finally freed by a mysterious figure whose face I never saw. I don't know who this person is or why they chose to release me, but the only trace they left behind was a heavy coat, draped over my body like a shield against the cold world I was reentering.
Years have passed since I was freed from that hellhole. Now, I live independently, using everything I learned during my captivity. Manipulation, charisma-these are the tools I wield to seize control, and I've mastered them all. I've built a reputation as an agent for hire, running a solo business that's become infamous in the dark alleys of Japan. Despite the illegal nature of my work, I remain untouchable. The authorities can't catch me, nor can they uncover anything about my true "identity."
But the longer I live in this shadowy world, the more I feel something inside me fading away. It's a creeping emptiness, a void that grows deeper with every twisted encounter, every deceitful game I play. Yet, instead of despair, I find myself oddly amused, even satisfied, by the darkness I've uncovered. The world is far more twisted than I ever imagined, and the depths of its corruption are endlessly entertaining.
If it weren't for that unknown figure who saved me, I would never have witnessed these events unfold. Whoever they are, they gave me more than just freedom-they gave me a front-row seat to the most twisted show this world has to offer. And for that, I am eternally grateful.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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