• one shot stories of our TR boys •
• all the original character belong to Wakui Ken the author of Tokyo Revengers •
• this will not follow the manga :) •
• angst, fluff, and occasional smut stories but mostly angst. you've been warned. :)
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#2...
Three months passed and it's the first day of school. After Mikey and I broke up I cried for a week then I decided to start loving myself more crying over a spilled milk won't do any good for me. I kept myself busy to take my mind off him, I even learn to do skincare. I went to the gym and learned basic make up I also cut my long hair. A bob cut with baby bangs, something that's out of my comfort zone.
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(a/n: a visual representation of your hairstyle that I can't explain well ehehehe pic from pinterest)
Everyone is looking at me as I walk to the bulletin board to see which class I'm in.
"l/n... l/n... l/n..." I whisper as I scan the list in front of me. "There! 3-A" I said pointing at my name. Someone bumps my hand that's also pointing at the paper I look to my right and it's Mikey.
"y/n." He's a bit surprised.
"Mikey." I smiled at him.
"So we're classmates."
"According to the list, yes," I said.
"You changed... your hair." He said, holding the back of his head.
"Yeah. I think it's nice to have a short hair for a change."
"It suits you. you're pretty as always."
"Thanks."
There's an awkward silence for a moment.
"look about last time..."
"Forget it. I'm doing good I hope you are too." I said as I tap his shoulders before I walk past him.
Shoot! out of five sections, he's really in my class.
"Wow y/n you really transformed! you become more beautiful! you're giving me a bad bitch I don't give a fuck vibe." Annika said as she clings to my arm. "Thank god we're classmates again!" she added.
"I just learn to love myself more." I smiled at her.
"How's your feeling? He's in our class, it must be awkward to you."
"What? No! It's fine. Honestly, I don't care anymore."
"Good! Because pretty girls like us don't waste tears to jerks like him."
She leans closer to whisper. "Haven't you heard there's a new transferee and he's wealthy as..." Annika didn't finish her sentence when a guy walks in front of us. He's a feminine-looking man, he has striped colored hair tied in a ponytail with some loose locks in front, his eyes are droopy and tilted making him look bored but love the eyelashes it's long! He has a lollipop in his mouth. Our eyes meet as he walks past us. He's good-looking, to be honest.
