𝘈 𝘛𝘰𝘬𝘺𝘰 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤
Shiori Hanma (which is YOU in the fanfic) has memories of her past life of being a big fan of the anime "Tokyo revengers". But then a tragic incident happened that caused her...
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(YOUR P.O.V.)
Date: November 3, 1998
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What a beautiful day it is! The sun is shining, the air is fresh, and flowers are blooming everywhere I go, yet...
Why do I feel like I'm going to die..?
I am currently standing in front of the orphanage where Izana used to live in the original storyline. This is quite nerve-wracking.
"Should we go inside now?" Shinichiro asks as he held my hand for guidance. My heart can't stop beating, "Yes!" I replied in a cheery tone as we both walked inside the gates. The more we walked, the more my heart kept beating even faster. Izana is known to be psychopathic and extremely strong even when he was young right now, he must be Eleven years old. And Kakucho would either be Seven or Eight years old.
"Don't be nervous, Shiori-chan. Izana is a nice boy. You will get along with him just fine." Shinichiro reassured me with a gentle smile, "I'm not nervous, Shinichiro nii-chan. In fact, I am quite excited." That's a lie. I am very nervous to the point I would want to run away and pretend I don't know anything at all. Izana is already psycho at this time and year! Who the hell wouldn't feel nervous?!
Right now, my main initiative is to get along with Izana and try my very best to befriend him at any cost. That way, during the Tenjiku arc, he might show some mercy towards Shuji if things do go off course from the original storyline.
I also need to find a way for Shinichiro to tell Izana the truth about his birth as soon as possible and make Izana like Mikey instead of hating him. Agh... This is frustrating as hell.
While we were walking towards the other side of the building, I could clearly see him. Short bleach blonde hair that would easily be mistaken as white hair and mesmerizing purple orchid eyes; that might cause a person to get captivated by it forever. It's like...
