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(os) Baji Keisuke x Male Reader

A/N: I'm currently in my worst depression days rn lovelies, I might not be able to write too much. I apologize :)))

Title : Playgrounds and Yakisoba Servings

Reader info:
Y/N L/N
Age: 14 (past) ,, 26 (present)
(Looks is up to you, but he has droopy eyes)
Personality:
He's a very easily bored person and doesn't like human interaction really much. Has a habit of adding formalities on people's names. Mostly -san.

Fluff and angst :DD ♡︎

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You were a normal middle schooler, a Mama's boy too.

Though you didn't wanna admit that out loud.

Average in the financial section and academic section too.

You don't really stand out in the Mizo Middle School.

And didn't really had friends.

Well... There's one person.

That guy who you always bump into when feeding stray cats in the playground or when you're eating peyoung yakisoba in the convenience store.

That black haired guy.

Hehe, yeah him.

Though you both don't really talk too much.

You still considered him as a friend.

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October 20th.

It was a cold day, to be honest.

You were currently feeding a cat, it seemed hungry and lonely.

"Oh hey, it's you again." You heard from behind you.
You turned your head, seeing the black haired guy again.

"... Hello." You hesitantly answered back.

"Hey! You spoke! I thought you were mute." He chuckles, bending down to sit besides you and pet the cat.

"I'm not... I just dont talk that much." You scoffed, looking away.

"Haha! That's okay! Anyways, I'm Baji Keisuke, you?" He asks, offering you a handshake.

"... L/N Y/N." Your dull eyes met his lively ones.

You shook his hands.

"Nice. We're friends starting from now on!" He smiles, showing his fangs.

You glanced at him with adoration in your eyes.

You were slightly jealous on how he made talking look so easy and carefree. And how lively he was.

"Okay." You smiled slightly too.

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For the past 9 days, you've been hanging out with Baji, doing new things with him everyday.

Hell, you even learned how to ride a motorcycle.

He helped you regain happiness. The shine in your eyes were back, and it was as lively as his.

It was now the 30th of October.

You were currently waiting for him in the playground's swings, the usual meetup spot.

You've been waiting for 5 hours.

"Keisuke-san, where are you..." You pouted, looking down to your feet.

You still hoped he'd show up, so you waited.

And waited.

And waited.