Ay, this is late as shit. But you know what, I really don't have an excuse I'm just getting burnt out of Wattpad. Also, This isn't Persona 4, this is a horrible Wattpad reader insert book.
Hey 2022 Ichi Here; This Chapter is REALLY ROUGH, and not up to my current standards of writing.
Requested by: Dangergama
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It was midday, the sun was absolutely blazing and the fact that the Air Con was broken didn't help. Instead of a nice cool breeze of air, I had cold soda can balanced on top of forehead. Not even an ice pack.
Naoto: Maybe if you got out of that blanket you wouldn't be sweating rivers.
Y/N: Okay, but counter point. It's warm and fuzzy here.
Naoto: That is literally the problem, moron.
Y/N: Shut up... I'm comfortable here...
Naoto was... my friend? I guess you could say that. We've been close since lower secondary school but, that's kinda by accident. She punched me in the face cause she thought I groped her friend, when in reality it was some other guy, and her apology was really... awkward I guess...? About as awkward as you would expect an apology for being accidentally punched in the face.
Y/N: Fine... I feel sick already anyway
Naoto: Good to see someone come to their senses.
Y/N: You've been sleep talking about some guy pushing people into TV's for weeks.
Naoto was having a... recurring dream... that's the best way to explain it. And it always is the most nonsensical thing, like, ever. Something about bad emotions that live in the TV or something, and there's also a killer putting people inside the TV. It's like something from a fever dream multiplied by ten.
Naoto: That's different-
Y/N: How?
Naoto: Well I-
Y/N: Exactly
Naoto: I wasn't finished!
Y/N: Course you weren't. Anyway, let's begin.
Oh yeah I should've probably mentioned that I'm also like her part time therapist but that information isn't really that important in the long run.
Anyway, Naoto sat down by a chair I always had in my room for some reason and started speaking.
Naoto: I come from a long line of detectives, and usually it's a job that's shown as being mainly old guys. So, that's why I look like a guy-Ow hey what the hell?!
I hit her on the head with a plastic water bottle because of how stupid those sentences were.
Y/N: Alright, I see the problem. You're wrapped up delusions. Just because it's a stereotype, it doesn't decide who you choose to be y'know? I may be an therapist but I'm a dumbass so you should probably take what I say with a grain of salt
Naoto: You do realize the police force is incredibly gender discriminatory, right?
Y/N: Okay, and? If you don't want it to be, show all those bastards in it that you're better then them!
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