[Various x F! Reader]
Attempting to start a new life after reform school shouldn't involve the Tokyo Manji Gang.
Nor should it involve all the bullshit you were suddenly dragged through.
PART 2 IS NOW OUT
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𝗩𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗮
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Previously...
You were gonna rush to his aid, but yet another arm wraps around your neck and pulls you backwards, slamming you to the ground.
'god dammit...' You were seriously getting tired of all these guys throwing you around like you were some rag doll.
You open your scrunched eyes and come face to face with some random Valhalla member, though he kinda looked like a grown man.
You suddenly feel a headache approach, as well as a wave of drowsiness shooting throughout your body. Your fingers tap against the dirt, trying to ease their way into lifting you up.
The guy stomps the bottom of his boot to your stomach, making you almost gag and cough up your breakfast. He keeps you pinned down, only staring down at you with an unamused look.
You grab the sides of his ankle and try shoving him off, but this man carried many pounds on him - easily overpowering you. But then you remembered, pounds of flesh are supposed to be cut.
As fast as you could, you pull out your switchblade for the second time that day and swing it open. Instead of leaving a long scar, you actually dig the blade into his leg, letting it get stuck as he pulls away and hops back.
You inhale a sharp breath and roll over, helping yourself up onto another run down car. The right side of your body leans against it, watching as your best weapon makes the guy dance around.
"look at that, not even as strong as her brother"
Your ears perk in interest as your eyes soften in annoyance, turning your head only a bit just to see a familiar set of annoying brothers - and unfortunately it wasn't the twins this time.
You roll your eyes and turn, resting your elbows on the car as you watch the man fall down and accept his defeat-realizing the struggle will only make it worse.
"Talking like your brother doesn't use a weapon while all you do is pose" you let out a deep breath.
"Mikey!"
Before either of them could respond, Takemichi's familiar shout filled your ears. His tone expressed worry and fear which triggered your mind and heart to race.
All of you look just in time to see Kazutoru whack Mikey - who was being held hostage by other men - with a pole. Blood was spitting out from his mouth with every repeated blow Kazutora gave.
"Looks like your boss lost, [name]" The older brother comments.
You fall slumped to the floor but keep a leg prompted up, watching as the scene unfolds from afar.
