"Waa! Get off me!"
I quickly run, desperate to get there, the person might be getting harassed, or worse, abused. There's no time to waste. "I'm coming!" I yell, running as fast as I can.
I stare. I stare again. No, this can't be right. Did I really run all the way over here for this? I stare down at the man below me, trying get a bug off his face. He has a mask on, I don't see what he has to worry about. He spots me out of the corner of his eye. "Ah! Please, help me!" he wails, reaching a hand for me. I sigh, come over, and say "Hold still". He suddenly goes stiff, not moving, but letting out small whimpers. I flick the bug off his face quickly. It skitters away, into a bush. "My saviour!" he says happily, but I turn towards him, eyes filled with the fire of hell. "Eek!' he whimpered. "You..." I say, looking down. He gulps. "I RAN ALL THE WAY OVER HERE FOR YOU, JUST TO GET A BUG OFF YOUR FACE! ALL OF THAT FOR A DUMB BUG?!" I roar, stomping on him. "AAH! I'm sorry!" he wails. After I finish stomping on him, I decide to ask him some questions. "Anyways, who are you?" I ask, sighing. "Ah, that!" He says, straightening his clothes.
"I'm Mafumafu!"
YOU ARE READING
The Student and the Singer (Mafumafu x reader)
RomanceShe's a stressed and struggling student in Osaka, living alone and barely managing to pay off her debts to keep herself off the streets. But an encounter with her used-to-be favourite utaite, Mafumafu, might change all of that!
