Tokyo Revengers Fanfiction (Bonten) 18+
- In which Y/n a beautiful and charming cafe owner caught the attention of Japan's most wanted and worst criminal organization, Bonten. What started from a simple adoration turned into something more sinister...
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Three years ago....
Mikey was holding a small bouquet of white flowers as he walked on a brick path, every step he takes feels so heavy that he just wants to collapse on the ground. His mind is in chaos, he can't think straight and his body felt too weak because doesn't have any strength from not eating anything for the past few days.
As he kept on walking, he kept his head down looking at the brick path, he didn't lift up his face until he notices that he's near his destination. He stopped walking when he's in front of a tombstone.
'Sano Family Grave'
He stared at the engrave letters on the tombstone, his eyes were blank as if he's staring into nothingness. Mikey then crouches down to place the bouquet of flowers in the tombstone, after he placed it neatly on the platform stone he sat on the ground and place his elbows on his knees. He looked up at the tombstone with emotionless face, he didn't utter a single word and just kept staring at it.
It's been over half an hour since he got here but he never moved an inch and kept looking in front. His hands clenches on a fist before he bowed and looked at the ground, he kept looking down when he saw a drop of water fall down on the dried ground. At first it was a drop then it turned into two and before he knows it, he's already drench under the rain, but that doesn't stop him from leaving instead he looked up at the sky to meet the falling droplets of the rain. The coldness wrapped around his body as the wind blew on his direction, he didn't mind it and just kept looking up.
I want to die.
Those three words are the only existing thought running inside his head, he didn't give a fuck with his surroundings. After a minute or two of looking up he looked back again at the tombstone, as he stared at it, he slowly grabbed a cold metal from his waist. He lifted it up and looked at the silver-colored pistol he's now holding.
As he stared at the gun, he felt a warm set of dropping water fall on his cheeks, he thought at first, it's the rain but when he saw his eyes getting a bit blurry that's when he noticed he's already crying. He's crying while remaining emotionless.
Mikey scoffed of the irony of the situation, how can he cry now when he knows that what he's going to do right now is the only thing that's going to set him free from his sufferings and problem. As tears roll on his cheeks mixed with the pouring rain, he lifts up the gun and place it on his temple. He then looked at the engraved tombstone in front of him.
A sad smile plastered on his lips before he closes his eyes and ready to pull the trigger. "I'll see you soon" he whispered. He was about to squeeze his finger on the trigger when...
"GOD DAMN IT! FUCK MY LIFE!"
Mikey's eyes snapped open when he heard someone shout.
