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Bowlcut boy, big deal. You couldn’t fool yourself, though. Yu Narukami was indeed a big deal. At least to you. As well to most other people in the school. At first, everyone had been interested in the new kid that had been shipped in from the big city. You hadn’t been. But as public interest waned as everyone got used to him, you only became more intrigued. So intrigued that you had started to become annoyed. You were annoyed with yourself and the way that you couldn’t handle your emotions. Which was why you almost had a heart attack, after the teacher paired the two of you on a project. Your heart beat rapidly in your chest

Today is the day Yu will leave back for the city. His stay in Inaba has come to an end. Ever since everything returned back to normal and the Midnight Channel became no more, everyone's feelings were at ease; except for yours. Your heart isn't going to rest anytime soon, especially now that Yu is going home. You're often at the Dojima residence, helping the family with their daily tasks. Being that you're Yu's girlfriend (and often partnered with him and both of your personas in the Midnight Channel), you're automatically thought of as another member of the household. You had opted to meet up with Yu at the train station instead as you're ov

[han jumin/reader] "Alright, I'll be leaving now." Jumin stands at the door, preparing to leave for work while adjusting his tie with a slightly exhausted look on his face. You stand before him, noticing his exhaustion. You call his name and he turns to you and asks what you needed. You look down at his tie, and it's a mess. You undo his tie, carefully retying it. Jumin looks at you while you help him, a small smile forming on his lips. Once you finish, you straighten it out by patting it down against his chest as well with his suit. You smile at your outcome, feeling like one of those lovey-dovey couples in the movies. Fingers touch your

Parallel – A Yu Narukami x Reader Fanfic     You wake up to a soft light shining over your eyelids. Bangs are plastered across your face after a good night’s rest. Wondering why your alarm didn’t go off this morning as you moved your hair out of your eyes, you groggily get up out of bed and walk across the room to open up the blinds and take a look outside. Something seems… off. Maybe? Does it? No, that would be ridiculous. You think as you quickly shake your head and lightly hit your cheeks a few times. However, for some reason, you can’t seem to shake the feeling that something isn’t quite right here.