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I hummed as I sat in my bedroom, listening to J-pop as I looked down at my school work boredly. My tutor, though a good teacher, is a creepy old guy. He gives me a bunch of work that I have to finish in one night, and sometimes, he offers me "extra credit" by doing little tasks for him. I always decline. I may be shy, but I'm not stupid. ... Not too stupid, anyway.
I glanced out my window. It's getting dark... I really should be going to bed, but I have one more page of work left. I have to power through...
Just as I finished up the last question and nearly passed out, a knock came at my door. I groaned and buried my head and in my arms. Maybe, if I don't say anything, whoever's there will think I'm asleep...
"[NAME]?" I heard my mom say in a sing-songy voice.
I immediately knew that my sleeping act wasn't going to work. I sighed and rubbed my tired eyes as the door opened. My mom adopted me when she was twenty-five, so when I was first adopted, people thought that she had me at twelve. Now that I'm sixteen and she's twenty-eight, people still think that. I don't blame them, honestly.
She smiled at the sight of me, her voluminous brown hair bouncing with each step. She's obsessed with gyaru fashion. It's part of the reason why she looks so young. She doesn't look or dress her age. It's actually kinda cool, having a mom like that.
"[NAME], you'll never believe who was at the front door!" She squealed, "Some boys! And they were asking for you!"
The small smile that had appeared on my face immediately dropped. ... Huh? Who? Could it be...? But how did they...?
"What are you just sitting there for? They want to take you out!" She said, rushing over to my wardrobe and rummaging through it.
A lot of my clothes are like hers, so there's a lot of pink and animal-print.
"Um... Mom... What did they look like?" I asked as I watched her lay out my clothes.
"Hmm? One was tall, and the other was short, but they're both quite handsome young men! Both blonde, and one of them had a tattoo! I didn't know you were into those kinds of guys, hun!"
"I'm not..."
"Oh, it's alright, you don't have to hide your tastes from me! I won't judge!"
"Uh huh..."
On my bed, she laid out a pink tank top and a jean skirt. She also added a white belt and some leg and arm warmers.
"You're going to look so cute!" She gushed, pouting as she came over to me to pinch my cheeks, "Oh, you're growing up so fast!"
I was thirteen when she got me, though... Oh, well. I don't want to be the one to burst her bubble.
"Thanks, mom," I huffed, rushing her out of the room so I could change.
Of course, I couldn't forget my purse, and I left my room and went down the stairs. When I reached the front door and slipped some flats on, I heard my mom call after me, "Have fun! Don't get pregnant!"
I got embarrassed and said nothing in reply. I quickly went outside, and the cold night air hit my skin. I was met with the sound of the revving engines of motorcycles.
"[NICKNAME]-chan!!!"
I sighed when I saw Mikey hop up from one up to motorcycles to rush over to me. He grabbed my arms and looked me up and down.
"Aww! You're so cute, [NICKNAME]-chan! But your skirt is so little..."
I huffed and tugged at the edges of my skirt. Yeah, it is pretty mini... Why did my mom have to choose this one? I have plenty of skirts! Is she trying to hook me up?
"Why are you looking...?" I huffed.
He laughed and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
"Sorry, [NICKNAME]-chan! I'm just not used to seeing you older!" He said, "Anywayyyys! Ken-chin and I came here to pick you up and take you to Musashi Shrine!"
"... How do you know where I live...?"
"... Don't worry about it. Let's go!"
How vague... He grabbed my arm and dragged me to his motorcycle.
"Um... I'm not wearing shorts..." I mumbled, looking away in embarrassment.
He hummed and laughed again. Does he do anything but laugh? Nonetheless, he took off his vest and tied it around my hips.
"There! Now you're covered! And if anything does show, Ken-chin will be riding behind us, so he'll cover you up! Riiight, Ken-chin?"
"Hah? Oh, yeah," Draken said from the other motorcycle, his face turning a bit red.
That's... not a good solution...
"Okay, let's go now! Everyone is waiting for us?"
"Huh?"
Before I could question him, he plopped me down on his motorcycle and got in front of me. Suddenly, he started speeding off. I yelped and quickly wrapped my arms around his waist. I buried my face into his back, keeping my eyes squeezed shut.
It felt like an eternity before Mikey came to a stop, and when he did, I was in a daze. He helped me off of the motorcycle, and I stumbled a little before fully grasping my bearings. I looked around and realized that there were a bunch of people around us. They were all wearing the same uniform, and they all had bikes. This... must be all of, or most of, Toman.
As I looked around, I saw that Takemitchy and that pink-haired girl were here as well. I understand Takemitchy, but I wonder what business the girl has. Are they siblings? Boyfriend and girlfriend?
"Hey, Emma!" Draken called out.
"Coming."
The voice came from behind us. I looked and saw a short, pretty girl with blonde hair walking over.
"This is Takemitchy's girlfriend," Draken said before gesturing over to me, "And you remember, [NAME], don't you? Look out for them, okay?"
"Okaayyy..." She hummed. She looked in Takemitchy's direction and grinned. " 'Sup, wuss-boy?"
... Wuss-boy...
I looked off to the side in an attempt to mask my laughter.
"[NAME]-channn!" Emma called out to me, "Come on!"
She said that before walking after the obviously angry pink-haired girl. I was about to follow after them, but a hand grasped my arm, stopping me in my tracks. It was... Mikey? He smiled and reached down to untie the jacket that he wrapped around my hips.
"Sorry, love, but I'm gonna need this! You can have it back when we leave," he said, slipping it on before going back to the crowd that had lined up in a somewhat orderly fashion.
... Did he just call me "love"?
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୨୧ I just wanted to say that I adjusted the prologue a little because, at first, I made [NAME] and Izana kids, but that didn't really make sense, so I aged them up a little (a lot). Also, this seems like it's going to go in the same direction as the other book, but it isn't. [NAME] isn't interested in Mikey, like, at all. (WHAT THE FLIP I FORGOT TO PUBLISH THIS LAST NIGHT)
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