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╰┈➤ ❝ HOMESICK. AND NOT SURE WHERE HOME IS. ❞ "Do you know where Hitachi seaside park might be? I could use some instructions." I offered an amused smile, realising all too well that the enigmatic masked person was not up for a good chat- but his infuriated grunts entertained me. "I'm kind of lost here." I added, the lightheartedness evident in my tone. The atmosphere was as silent as it'd been since I'd approached him, with only the faint sound of bustling crowds in a distance reaching our ears. The man with his parted ivory hair and lidded eyes bagged with fatigue, gazed at me with sharp intensity, clearly ticked off by my presence. I noticed a glint of bloodlust in his stare, my hands flying to grip my locket as I took a few steps back instinctively. Nothing wrong with a few safety measures. "Will you leave me alone if I agree?" His gravelled voice took me by surprise. I didn't expect him to sound so... big. He seemed about my age, but perhaps puberty hit him a bit better than it hit the men I knew. "Oh, thank you-" Before I could finish my sentence, his slender, wrinkled fingers got ahold of my wrist, dragging me somewhere, I hoped, was not an abandoned alleyway. His camera slung across his shoulder moved with his hasty steps, while I tried to hold my ground, but to no avail. "Woah, woah, wait! I didn't mean, like, right now!" "Oh, I'm terribly sorry...." He spared a distasteful glance my way, very much contrasting to his apology, "but we're leaving right this moment. Together." --- [ bonten mikey x fem!reader ]
Lost in Japan || Prologue + Playlist
