Midnight | Tokyo Streets
The red tail lights of the Nissan Z blinked under the street lamps.
The engine purred as Mina sat parked at the edge of a quiet alley, steering wheel under one palm, her thumb nervously tapping.
She hadn't planned this.
Not this panic.
Not this ache.
Not this regret blooming in her chest like a stubborn weed.
Y/N had quit.
She was leaving.
And Mina had done nothing.
Said nothing.
Not even a message.
Just silent appearances and chocolate bars like a coward.
The streets of Tokyo blurred past her windows.
Neon signs.
Passing taxis.
But all she could see was her reflection in the glass... and the fact that she missed her chance.
Her grip tightened on the steering wheel.
The dashboard glowed red.
Finally, she hit the Bluetooth button on the screen and sighed.
「...サナ。」
Sana.
The ringing tone.
「もしもし〜?」
(Moshi moshi~?)
"Hello~?"
Mina exhaled.
「...助けてほしい。」
(Tasukete hoshii.)
"I need your help."
Sana blinked.
「は?何があった?」
(Ha? Nani ga atta?)
"Huh? What happened?"
Mina's voice cracked just a bit.
「...まだ連絡してないの。Y/Nに。で、今彼女、卒業したって...帰るかもしれないって...」
(Mada renraku shite nai no. Y/N ni. De, ima kanojo, sotsugyou shita tte... kaeru kamoshirenai tte...)
"I still haven't contacted her. And now... she finished her degree... she might be leaving."
Sana gasped.
「...えええ!?!?マジで!?!?」
(Eeeeh!?!? Maji de!?!?)
"WHAT!? Seriously!?"
From the speaker, another voice screamed—
「バカミナ!!!」
(Baka Mina!!!)
"IDIOT MINA!!!"
Momo had clearly grabbed the phone.
「この2週間なにしてたの!?ゲームしてただけ!?」
(Kono nishūkan nani shitetano!? Gēmu shiteta dake!?)
"What the hell were you doing for two weeks!? Just playing games!?"
Mina groaned.
「お願い...助けて。どうすればいい?」
(Onegai... tasukete. Dousureba ii?)
"Please... help me. What should I do?"
「バカって言って!」
(Baka tte itte!)
"Say you're an idiot!" Sana demanded.
「...バカ。」
(Baka.)
"...I'm an idiot."
Momo shouted,
「もっと!ビデオ電話して!!」
(Motto! Bideo denwa shite!!)
"More! Video call her!"
Sana agreed,
「もう"でも"禁止!はやく!」
(Mou 'demo' kinshi! Hayaku!)
"No more 'but's! Hurry!"
Mina closed her eyes.
Defeated.
Then—
「...わかった。やってみる。」
(Wakatta. Yatte miru.)
"Okay. I'll do it."
She ended the call.
Silence in the car.
Tokyo lights twinkling outside.
Then she tapped her phone.
Mina exhaled deeply, cheeks puffed.
Then—
Call: Y/N
Ring.
Ring.
Click.
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