You had stayed up way later then you thought. Staying up the whole night to search about "Tokyo Revengers" on your phone. Which, much to your relief didn't seem to lose it's battery. But as you glanced away from it to look out the window behind your new apartment. The fresh new light of sunrise shined through.
"Oh. Oh shit."
You had stayed up the whole night exploring your apartment and looking through the bag that had dropped out of nowhere. And as you looked at the clock -which you previously had notice- it showed 7:45am. Causing you to panic.
"Crap! Crap!! When does school here start?!? What grade am I even in?! Oh god. What about my class periods?! What homeroom!!?"
Thousands of questions entered your mind, as you frantically searched through the web to clear them. School in Japan starts at 8:45am, it had said.
"Oh thank god..."
While you tried to scurry out of your bed, you desperately search through the bag. You had no clothes. As expected of course, oh why just why had you decided to spend your time on your phone. When you were clearly fresh out of food and clothes. After a couple of minutes a folded cloth had shown itself at the bottom of the bag. In which looked like a uniform, one much like Hina's uniform.
Letting out a slow relieved sigh you pulled out the uniform. Walking out of your apartment to change into it. Only to realize you were also missing your necessary hygiene items. You were missing a toothbrush and paste. You stared at the empty sink, mentally cursing yourself for using up your time.
"You know what. I can run. Right?"
Wrong.
Your morning was ruined completely, as you spent 15 more minutes searching around the area for a store. Running berserk around the premises to find your basic hygienic items. Your whole morning was turned into havoc, by the time you had left your new apartment it had been 8:25am.
"Shit is moving way to fast. Why wasn't I given the power to stop time. Agh!"
You mumbled,
<A.I>
Sending directions...
"So now you decide to appear?!"
Before you could say anything else a map appeared in-front of you, floating slightly. Detailed finely with shades of nudes and pastels, indicating buildings. It was translucent as water, allowing you to only see it when you stood over black concrete. To the east of the map a labeled red mark showed "School". You supposed that was where you were suppose to head. So you followed the directions, not wanting to question anything further, in fear of more questions to swarm your head.
Though, it seemed that the rough morning had been fortunately accompanied by the sight of two familiar middle-schoolers. One with weirdly styled blonde hair, and a girl with light brown hair. A perfect contrast.
"Takemichi. Your hair looks even worse one-on-one. Your friends need to do better to. Guess your guys sense of hair runs in the friend group..."
"I pity y'all, like why the hell haven't you been disowned yet? Ain't no way I'd want to be seen with my kid if they got hair like you guys."
Once again mentally judging the poor unexpected teens you began to tune into the twos conversation.
"I have cram school later. Wanna go on a date before though?"
"Sure!"
"I wish I had the same class as you Takemichi-kun"
Your head blanked out when you realized it was a normal "lovers" conversation. Though, the look on Takemichis face was concerning you.
"I can't say much. But like, with the hairstyle you have and will have. No wonder you haven't gotten another girlfriend... Your damn lucky to have Hina"
As the two continued walking in-front of you, you ran up to them, waving your hand as you called their name.
"I should build connections with Takemichi. Knowing how this guy acts, I doubt he'll be able to keep his little 'secret' for long."
"Hey Takemichi! Hey Hina!"
You yelled at them, interrupting there conversation.
And from there on forth three of you chatted. Lulling yourselves to the sound of mumbled conversations and the light footsteps surrounding you three. Before arriving at the forsaken school...
Hina watched Y/ns every move from the other side of her classroom.
From the moment Y/n had pulled out her schedule a clear grimaced face arose from it. To be quite frank, Hina had found the action quite insulting. Had she not wanted to be in her class? They were good friends were they not?
Though, for the said grimacing girl. The fact that she had been put in a class with her 'friend' had not been the case for her current mood.
She merely was deep in thought. Indulged in the madness in which she had been brought into. Ways to leave that madness. And ways to prevent that madness. Was all she could think about. What does one do when they are brought into a world fully unknown to them?
Hina continued to watched her friend, both multitasking the lesson that was being presented in front of her. And keeping an eye on Y/ns unusual behavior.
"She was fine a day ago right? Why is she so distant today?..." Hina pondered.
Sounds of confused voices disrupted both the two girls from their trance. A crowd of students emerged outside of the class door. Blocking the view to the hallways.
Murmurs of hushed voices brought Hinas attention towards them. Glimpses of bright blonde hair flashed between the narrow spaces in which could just barely show the outside. Catching the eye of both the brunette and the entranced girl. What was going on out there?...
Takemichi stood outside of in front of the shoe lockers. A petrified look flashing across his bandaged and bruised face. His blue eyes widening in fright as two figures stood on each side of him.
He was being pulled out of class by two gang members.
Thoughts of panic swirled within his mind. With every question another one opened.
What did they want with him?
Where they going to make him their servant?
Had he twisted his fate into a worsened path?
What were they going to do with him?!
Y/n watched as Hina stood up from her desk. A raged look on her face.
She watched as Hina strode out of the classroom. In all her bravery.
Y/n had supposed that Hina had came to a conclusion involving her boyfriend. The direction Hina marched toward confirming her suspicion. Hinas long marches were followed in suit by Y/n, who was making sure that the girl would not be wounded. The goal Y/n had set for herself was not to be trifled with.
Under no circumstance. Was Hina allowed to be hurt. Not with Y/n in her world.
That. Was what Y/n hoped to bring her back into her world. Along with the saving of others she had yet to meet.
As she watched Hina march in frustration toward her boyfriend. Her eyes focused on the two figures surrounded Takemichi himself. Instantly recognizing the two.
Draken and Mikey.
A heavy release of breath escaped her mouth. The pair had seemed nice enough the day before. So she doubt they had plans to do something today. There was no need for her to waste energy on intervening.
Although... Her classmate thought differently.
Hinas brave feminine voice reverberated along the halls.
"Who do you guys think you are?!"
On second thought perhaps she should intervene.
Hinas voice rose higher and higher. With every fearless sentence she spoke. Clearly terrified to have to speak with gang members.
"Her hands are shaking..."
Y/n noticed.
"Friends don't force each other to do things! Takemichis been coming home with bruises lately! And if its because of you guys, I won't stand for it!"
Takemichis eyes widened even more,
"I'll protect you Takemichi!"
The painfully sharp sound of a slap echoed through out the hallway. Followed by sounds of gasps from the crowd. Mikeys face was turned from Hina. His hand clasping over his cheek.
Y/n didn't spare another thought. She rushed from her standing in the crowd and towards Hina, who was pulling Takemichi away. She stopped abruptly between the couple and Mikey and Draken.
"Just what the hell do you think your doing? You don't go slapping someone and walking off."
Draken scolded. His face twisting in anger, a vein popping from his forehead.
Y/n was screwed.
In no way, shape, or form was she in to be able to fight with a 6ft boy. One of which, had much more experience in fighting then her.Had it not been for the current dilemma at hand, she would have made another comment on the egg man in front of her.
"D-don't lay a finger on her!!!" Takemichi yelled,
"and Y/n... I think..." he mumbled softly after.
Annoyance irked her face as she glared at the frightened boy. Alas, the glare was ignored.
"I-I won't let anyone hurt Hina again!!"
Ah. There it was. She doubt he'd be able to keep it a secret, and she was right.
"Again?"
"Just d-don't hurt her"
Continuous stammers evaporated from Takemichi, in what seemed to be meant as a threat.
"Doing great buddy. Doing great" Y/n sneered as she turned her attention toward Mikey. Who had now turned to face Takemichi.
"And here I thought we could be friends..."
"Well, how would you like to die?"
Mikeys face glared coldly at Takemichi, who was evidently trembling with fear; as he walked stiffly toward him. A stone-frozen face suddenly enhancing as he got closer and closer. Not a single word spoken. Not a single sound.
His footsteps rang louder, as Takemichi froze.
"Fuck. I should step in. I mean what can a kid like him do?"
"Hey! Back off kid!" Y/n said, as she intervened between the two, closing the distance between her and Mikey.
"Kid?" Mikey questioned,
"Yes. Kid. Your a kid right?"
He had never, not once. Not once in his years. Felt so insulted. And it showed. His facial features tightened, his cold glare turned angry. His black orbs mentally pierced her soul.
"I'm 15" he responded slightly tilting his head and giving her a closed smile.
A sinister one.
Dripping with annoyance and murder intent.
"Oh fu-" before she could finish he curled his fists. Aiming it toward the side of her face.
"Y/n!!"
She bent her arm up in attempt to block him, fortunately the action was not needed.
"Just~ Kidding!" Mikey said, a cheerful grin lacing his features.
"This brat..." She thought inwardly, curling her fists behind her back.
"Huh?" Takemichi said from behind,
"Like I'd actually ever hit a girl!"
A sigh of relief released form Takemichi, along with Hinas stunned and confused face.
"You were actually about to threaten me!" Draken proclaimed, playfully wrapping his arm around the blonde frail boy. Who was still processing the sudden change of mood.
"Ugly hairstyles and weird mood swings... What a 'great' combo" Y/n sarcastically complimented.
The five kids stood outside of the school entrance. Leaving Takemichi to the two delinquents, as the two girls watched the three boys. Hina bowed deeply, apologizing profusely for her actions.
Her victim merely laughed it off, his childish voice giggling at her assumption. Only advising her to watch out for the next time.
Hina bowed once again before heading in to the building, as she left her boyfriend with Y/n and the other two.
"Hey Washi-chin! Glad to see you again!" Mikey taunted, his wispy blonde locks bouncing as he smirked at Y/n.
"Uh huh. Yeah sure..."
"So?"
"So?"
"Wanna join us?"
Y/n looked at him up and down. Judging him mentally. When a sudden orange screen come to view.
Route 3: Go with Mikey and Takemichi to build mutual trust
Route 4: Turn down Mikeys offer to skip school and search the area for additional information
Her lower body had been frozen in place, her decision had to be made...
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