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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(3rd P.O.V.)
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After your so-called meet-up with Koko. He suggested going on for a little shopping spree, which you highly refused. He couldn't spoil you like he wanted since this battle of wasting money, you won. "Seriously, how long are you gonna deny my money?" he sighed as he walks beside you under the night sky.
The streets still buzzing with people and vehicles rushing through the streets as the lights of each passing building you walk, lit up the dark areas. The moon high up, showering its rays down the world along with glittering stars above. "To the day that I won't need it," you said, holding the leather rope of your purse.
"You do realize you're just wasting your money on me for lavish reasons," you quirked a brow at him. "Can I not?" he smirks at you, then you rolled your eyes at him. "Is there anything else you could do for me instead of throwing your money in every fancy store we go through?"
"Hmm... so you're saying you want me to sweep you off your feet and marry you like a princess?" You nudged your elbow at him. "Very funny, but that won't work on me." You smirked at him, "Then, what would work?" he leans his face closer to yours as you both continued walking. You just chuckled and didn't say anything.
You don't exactly know where this conversation is going, but there's this weird feeling in your gut that has been sending your head tingling vibrations all this time. You both talked yourselves into random conversations just to pass time. You both walked through a mini bridge near the park as the light pole grants all the light you need to see. But then, Koko suddenly stopped on his tracks behind you.
You turned around to face him, "What's wrong?" you ask. He didn't answer for a moment, both of his hands inside his pockets as he gazes up at you, your eyes meeting his, locking eye contact. You tilt your head to the side a bit with a questionable look, he noticed that, and he can't help but smile. "You're really strange," he said. "In what way?"
