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23- "just friends"

"Tenko?"

He shivered and drew a breath, a memory suddenly surfacing.

"My name is Tenko Shimura, what's yours?"

In seconds, it was as if a crack opened, images of memories started to build.

"My name is Y/N."

His head began throbbing and hidden flashbacks spilled like wine, bitter with a sense of nostalgia.

"My name is Y/N."

His eyes widened, as your 4-year face flashed in his mind.

It was you,

His past, you were in it.

The memory cut off and Tomura stumbled slightly.

"Tenko?" You repeated, and his throat went dry.

He got flashes of your hair back then, your nervous smile, and your unwavering care for him..how could he had forgotten you?

God, how could he have been so stupid, He thought.

"y/n" He spoke, his voice only above a whisper, "It's me."

Startled by the familiar voice, you stared into his eyes. And for a micron or two, you realized who you were talking to.

"Tomura?" You gaped, the sound of his name unspoken from you in so long.

His breath caught in his throat. He felt as though he'd been kicked in the chest upon your failure to recognize him.

Of course you didn't, he was no longer the same naive preschool kid you knew back then. It's not like he was expecting you to recognize him.

But still, for a second, his heart ached when you whispered his name. A glimmer of hope as he held tighter to you.

He stood near a park, simply staring down at you. He could feel the tears beginning to well in his eyes.

"I..." His voice was barely audible. A whisper of emotion in his eyes, "Yeah it's me, Tomura."

He was Tomura, and that's all you needed to know. Remembering the past would only cause more pain for you and him.

After all, it didn't matter anymore what happened back then. Because you would never would want to be with him if you ever found out the truth.

He reached an area of the park where he found a bench. You allowed him to place you down, watching every single movement he made.

To your surprise, he knelt down in front of you, his eyes gazing onto yours for a brief second. Behind the mask, the cap and the multitude of layers he was
unrecognizable.

"Are you okay?" His tone had an underlying sense of interrogation, as he watched you closely. He couldn't bring himself to ask about his name uttered earlier.

He stared intently into your eyes, yet kept a gentle expression. Your eyes squinted a little, looking over his face or what there was of it.

He was covered completely, only his ruby eyes visible under the moonlight.

"Yeah" You swallowed thickly. Eyes skimming around, making sure there was no one around or any security cameras nearby, "Thank you"

Tomura sighed before taking a seat next to you. Hands in his pocket feeling the plastic covered Ohagi he took earlier.

"I think you owe me an explanation." He said, his eyes staring earnestly at yours.

"What?"

"Why did you ignore me for a month?"