"𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄."
〘 ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇ x ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴍᴜɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴋɪᴛᴏ 〙
In which a story about a young air head, arrogant, and selfless somehow finds her...
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"𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐰..." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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𝐌𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 Above Her Reading Floor 2. She then looked down at the page in her hand and continued walking.
Takemitchi rested overnight at the hospital Toman group members took him to. He had passed out while running away from the police due to the sudden shock of someone getting stabbed.
This is half of the reason why Muichiro is visiting him, the other half is that her grandfather somehow found out what happened to the boy and dragged her to send his and her condolences.
She was originally Sunspot to join him on his weekly check-up in the hospital in Tokyo, but she will be joining the elder later.
While deep in her thoughts she didn't notice that she had now bumped into a particular person with strawberry blond hair and light brown eyes.
"Sorry," The girl said as she gave Muichiro a small bow, but when she looked up she recognized that other. "Muichiro-san?"
Hina questioned when she saw her upperclassman. "What are you doing here?" Muichiro too looked back at her question.
"I don't know...- Wait," Muichiro looked into the bouquet that was in her hand and read out the name Takemichi. "I'm here for Takemitchi." She simply stated.
Hina's sweat dropped at the response of the other but at this point, she wasn't surprised at all. She then gave Muichiro a small smile as she got up from her little crouched position. Although she smiled, Muichiro could see through it and notice something was wrong.
"What's up with you," Muichiro questioned as she and Hina walked to Takemitch's hospital room.
Hina couldn't help but sigh in worriedness. "It's just that, Takemitchi has been acting a bit strange these past few days and I can't help but worry about it. For one day he would be smothering me with compliments, the other way he was too shy to even look at me. And don't get me started on these little gang events that are happening. Every time he comes to my house he is covered in bruises, cuts, or something worse. t help but to worry!"
Muichiro was a slightly bit started by the sudden rating. "You sound like a worried housewife now..." She commented watching as Hina's face went bright red.
"Wh-what are you talking about!? A-am I not allowed to worry?"
"That's not what I meant," Muichiro shook her head and unintentionally let out a gentle expression and put her hand up in a surrendering pose to saucer the bouquet. "It's nice having to worry for someone, and having someone worry about you..." She said as she instantly thought back about her grandfather.
