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TAKEMITCHI'S POV
Wait, what? I thought to myself. I took out my phone and checked the date.
It's 2018? What happened?
I tried to remember what happened and why am I here in a luxurious bar?
This is such a Fan energy.
There were paparazzi everywhere.
I zoned out for a minute.
Fuck! I shook (Y/N)'s hand. But something is not adding up. What is the meaning of this?
One thing that went to my mind is... 'I need to save her'
I took out my phone from my pocket and searched for Naoto's number.
☎Tachibana Naoto ☎
Me ☎:
Naoto! Where are you right now? I'm kind of in a mess
Naoto ☎:
At my office. Why? What did you do this time?
Me ☎:
I don't know how to explain it but I came back again.
Naoto ☎:
From what year?
Me ☎:
2022.
Naoto ☎:
And? Whose hand did you shake?
Me ☎:
(Y/N) (L/N).
Naoto ☎:
Speaking of (Y/N), it's her birthday today, right?
Me ☎:
Wait, today is her birthday???????
Naoto ☎:
Uhm, yeah. She actually invited me, along with my sister.
Me ☎:
Are you going or?
Naoto ☎:
My sister already spoke to (Y/N). We are also busy and maybe next time we'll be able to do some catching up with her.
Me ☎:
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Wrapped around my finger | BONTEN 18+
FanfictionFem reader x Bonten! You're a well-known model who also happens to be the daughter of a powerful Yakuza boss. You have money, talent, and the brains. Nevertheless, the question remains as to why you feel so empty despite having everything. Until on...