Charming The Girl (Chifuyu X Y/N) Tokyo Revengers - Ch. 02 - Starvation

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° :▪Chifuyu × Y/n (F. Reader)▪: °

☆by baka.spotted☆

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Chapter 02 || Starvation Chifuyu has to court Y/n in order to make her like him back . . . but how?

⚠️TW⚠️: Swearing

° :▪Start of Chapter 2▪: °

Chifuyu's POV

Mrs. Matsuno

Hi, Sweetie.

Mrs. Matsuno

How was school?

I look at my mom with a sad face.

Mrs. Matsuno

What's wrong hun?

Chifuyu Matsuno

I'm getting pressured on how I should court Y/n.

She raised a brow.

Mrs. Matsuno

She rejected you?

Chifuyu Matsuno

Yes, but Baji-san told me that I still have a chance in courting.

She nodded her and head and say back down the dining chair.

Mrs. Matsuno

I see.

I was about to say something, until mom got a call. I glanced to see who it was and saw it was her best friend; my crush's mother.

Mrs. Matsuno

Sit there Chifuyu.

She said, pointing at the seat next to my mom's.

Mrs. Matsuno

She's asking for a video chat.

I nodded and did what she asked me to.

I heard the signal wherein you accept the call and heard Mrs L/n talk from the other side.

Mrs. L/n

Hey, girl!

Mrs. Matsuno

What's up?

I rolled my eyes. They still talk to each other as if they were still in high school.

Mrs. L/n

Not much. Just wanted to see how you and your son were doing.

Mrs. Matsuno

Oh, well, we're good. We were just talking until you called.

Mrs. L/n

Oh, I'm sorry if I'm disturbing anything.

Mrs. L/n

Should I end the call?

Mrs. Matsuno

No, no, no, no. No one's ending the call. He's just right here listening to our conversation.

Mrs. L/n

Oh, I see.

Mrs. Matsuno

Anyway, how are your kids? Especially Y/n.

Mrs L/n sighed, miserably.

Mrs. L/n

My youngest child's doing great. It's just Y/n.

Now my mom looked concerned.

Mrs. Matsuno

Why? What's happening to my Goddaughter?

Mrs. L/n

Well, she hasn't ate in a week.

Mrs. Matsuno

A week?!

Wait what? Y/n was starving herself? For a week?

Mrs. Matsuno

Chifuyu. Upstairs. Now.

She hissed, pointing up my bedroom. I nodded and went up to my bedroom, pacing around the bathroom floor, wondering why was she starving herself.

I couldn't hear anymore of my mom and Mrs L/n's conversation anymore.

I went to my bed and opened the window which showed me the window to Y/n's bedroom. She was just using her laptop, with headphones on.

She didn't know I was staring at her from afar so it was perfect to watch her be beautiful.

What if my first step in courting her was to give her food? Like her favorite food.

I opened her Instagram account to stalk her and discover her favorite food. But oh God it was so hard to do so since she barely posts.

When I thought I had lost all hope, I finally found something.

Four years ago, she posted her and her mother making chocolate cake with a caption that said "Baking some of my favorite food!💕💕".

This was it. I've found it!

I then closed Instagram and headed over to Google, searching how to make chocolate cake in an easy way.

I found multiple sites and saw the different kinds of recipes and tried my best to find the sweetest one.

Once I had finally found the perfect one, I turned off my phone and wrote down the list of ingredients I'd need. I rushed downstairs to see my mom still talking to Y/n's mom.

My hands explored the cabinets and drawers, checking if I had all the ingredients but sadly, I was short on some.

I then ran to my savings to see if I had any money to spend on ingredients. Luckily, I had loads.

I brought the jar with me and ran out, ignoring my mom's calls. I had to make cake for Y/n immediately.

Y/n's POV

I tapped on the space bar with my thumb to pause the anime I was currently watching. I took off my headphones and looked out the window for no reason just to see Chifuyu running out of his house.

What was he doing running out like that?

I then heard a knock on my door. It was my dad of course because of the knock pattern.

Mr. L/n

Y/n? Can I come in?

Y/n L/n

Yeah, sure.

He opened the door slowly and closed the door as he entered. He stood next to it with his arms crossed while saying,

Mr. L/n

You haven't been eating. Why so?

Y/n L/n

I uh . . .

Mr. L/n

Is there something you need to tell me?

Y/n L/n

N-no.

Of course I lied. I didn't feel like sharing my personal problems.

Mr. L/n

You know, you should be telling me, or your mom about your mental problems. We are your family, after all.

Yeah sure, "Family". The last time I vented about it, you didn't understand my problems nor did you care about it all and claimed I was wrong.

Y/n L/n

No. I don't have anything on my mind.

Yeah. I'm not gonna fall for your f*cking trap again. I don't care at all if you say "Your mother and I understand you".

Mr. L/n

Okay.

He was about to walk out the door until my stupid side spoke.

Y/n L/n

Actually, what do I do if a person would court me in the future?

Of course when it was related to dating, I'd add in the future as if it hadn't happened yet to see how he would react if it did happen but was happening right now.

Mr. L/n

Well, you're too young to be courted---

Y/n L/n

I said in the future.

Mr. L/n

Right.

He sighed and said,

Mr. L/n

If you do get courted, you have to choose wisely.

Mr. L/n

Many men are bad like, drug-dealers, or drinkers. They could even be gambling with your money if you were to go with a man like that.

Mr. L/n

That's why you shouldn't always go for the ones with the good looks.

Of course he'd say this. I didn't even mention about a good-looking guy courting me. I just said "person" not specifically good-looking.

I don't even like people's faces, I hate them all. They all look ugly.

Mr. L/n

God will provide you a great man in the future.

Oh my toes, I just wanted to know what I would do. Not who would provide a good man for me.

Y/n L/n

Right. Thanks.

I opened the door and pushed him out, locking the door so that I wouldn't get disturbed anymore.

This wasn't really related to mental health so there was kinda a difference??

I wanted to sleep. I was tired and didn't want to think anymore.

Normally, people would see sleep as sleep, but for me it'd be an escape for a little while.

At least eight hours of not thinking about anything would be really nice. I overthink too much that my head starts to hurt.

And if was not time to sleep yet, I'd just listen to music and memorize the lyrics so that I could distract myself from thinking about other stuff like my depression or anxiety.

I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep in an empty stomach. I remember seeing in a website that people dream every 30 minutes when they sleep so that means that's sixteen dreams in 8 hours of sleep.

My eyes started tearing up because of how depressed I was. I felt so empty and hollow inside that I needed to tell someone how I felt but just ignored it all.

In a minute, I fell asleep with the lights turned off and the music singing.

° :▪End of Chapter 2▪: °

baka.spotted

So yeah.

baka.spotted

This is done.

baka.spotted

I'll be writing another chapter tomorrow or in a few hours.

baka.spotted

Here are your sweets

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🍰🍰🍰🍰 🍭🍭🍭🍭

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Byeeeee