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CHAPTER 4

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I love you, I’m sorry.

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This stranger, standing before you, felt hauntingly familiar yet so distant. You looked at him, hoping to feel anger, to be resentful, but deep inside, something stirred — a yearning that hit you like a wave, one that you couldn’t control. It was as though you had finally found the missing piece of yourself, the one thing that could make you feel whole again. But it was strange. It felt unreal. You knew his birthday, his favorite color, the inside jokes that used to make him laugh, yet you didn’t truly know him anymore.

Your eyes locked with his, and in that moment, the unspoken yearning between you was palpable. Despite the space of eight feet between you, it felt as if you could feel the heat of his presence, the pull that had always been there — the desire for his touch, his warmth, after being apart for so long.

“Y/n?” Yuta's voice broke the silence, as he finally recognized you.

You turned, willing yourself to walk past him, to bury the past, to ignore the emotions that were flooding back. But before you could leave, he was at your side, desperately trying to reach out.

"Hey, wait up!" His voice trembled with something you couldn’t place, something you didn’t want to feel.

You took a sharp breath, forcing yourself to stay strong. "Quit it, Yuuta." Your voice was cold, but it cracked with the emotions you were fighting so hard to keep buried. "You have a girlfriend."

His eyes dropped, but his voice was steady when he spoke again. “I know. But can we at least talk? I want to be on good terms.”

The words hit you like a punch. Your chest tightened painfully, and every instinct told you to shut down, to push him away. But your heart refused to listen. You managed to choke out a few words, frustration seeping through.

“Why? Why now? You’re the one who ended everything. I’ve moved on, Yuuta, I finally—”

He cut you off, his voice shaky, raw with emotion. “I’ve missed you, okay?”

The words were like a wrecking ball, breaking through everything you had tried to suppress. A lump formed in your throat, the weight of the past crashing over you. It felt like your heart was on the verge of tearing itself out of your chest.

“I missed you too.” The words tumbled out, and as soon as they left your lips, the floodgates opened. Tears blurred your vision, and the overwhelming thought that ran through your mind was simple: I wasn’t fully over him.

“I know this is my fault, and I want to make it right, Y/n. I’m sorry for all the pain I caused you. Please, just... please forgive me.” His voice cracked, raw and vulnerable.

You tried to hold yourself together, but it was too much. You whispered, your voice barely audible, “I’ve already accepted that, Yuuta. You don’t need to apologize. I just want you to come back. Come back to me.”

Your tears fell, each drop a reminder of the love that still lingered between you. He reached out, cupping your face gently, his touch so familiar, so tender. "Don't cry, Y/n, please..." His thumb traced away the tears, his chest tightening as he held you close.

But there was something stopping him. Something that choked him up before he could say the words you both desperately needed to hear.

“I wish I could just tell you that I want you back, but...” His voice faltered. “I can’t just leave Rika. It wouldn’t be fair. It would be selfish of me.”

His words hit like a dagger, but you saw the agony in his eyes. He was torn. The weight of the world seemed to rest between you, and in that moment, as the sunset bathed you both in golden light, you understood — he was torn between love and duty.

He pulled you into his arms then, the familiar warmth enveloping you in a way that made everything feel right again. It was comforting, but it hurt. So badly.

“Please, when can I feel this again?” he whispered into your ear, his voice thick with emotion.

You closed your eyes, letting yourself feel him, the only thing that had ever felt like home.

“I’ll try... I’ll try to talk to her. Please, just wait for me. Don’t give up on us.” His words were desperate, filled with the hope that maybe, just maybe, things could be different.

You nodded, unable to speak. The streetlights flickered on, casting a soft glow as the world around you dimmed. You held him tightly, refusing to let go.

“Text me, okay?” he said, his voice breaking as you slowly parted ways.

With one last, lingering look, you nodded. You couldn’t promise him anything, but you could wait. Maybe, just maybe, this time, you both could find your way back.

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notes: IM SOOO SORRY FOR THIS CHAPTER (i poured my heart and soul onto this)  and im also sorry for not posting as much, its currently spring break and i still have a handful of things I have yet to finish (kill me). Anyways, thanks for reading !!.

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You step out of the store, leaving Yuuji and Megumi behind—probably not the best idea, considering Yuuji’s impulsiveness. That’s why you put Megumi in charge. Hopefully, he can keep things under control.

The three of you agreed to meet back at this store before 8 PM, when the real fun begins. Until then, you have some time to buy some snacks.

You walk a few blocks down the street, lost in thought, when you suddenly collide with someone.

You take a step back, ready to apologize—until you recognize the familiar figure standing in front of you.

Yuuta?

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Rika Orimoto,

Your ‘replacement’, she was everything you weren’t - beautiful, intelligent, and effortlessly captivating. It wasn't just that she was intellectual; she understood him and communicated properly with Yuuta in ways you couldn’t. She shined in a way that made you feel invisible.

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MAKI POV.

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YN POV

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notes: HEY GUYS, sorry for the kinda short story today ☹️☹️ hope you guys enjoy though!!

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It’s been eight months since you last saw Yuuta. Eight months of trying to piece yourself back together, forcing yourself to meet new people, hoping that maybe—just maybe—someone could fill the void he left behind.

But none of them are him.

After class, you realize you’re running low on architecture supplies. A simple enough errand—just a quick walk to the store, fifteen minutes away. You plug in your headphones, letting your music drown out the noise in your head, hoping the steady rhythm will soothe the ache you’ve learned to live with.

Then you see him.

Yuuta.

At first, you think your mind is playing tricks on you. But no—it's him. The same pale skin, the same messy black hair, the same tired eyes you used to know so well. The sight of him feels like a punch to the gut, knocking the air right out of your lungs.

And he’s not alone.

He’s holding hands with Rika.

You try to keep walking, to pretend you haven’t seen him. To pretend this doesn’t affect you. But your heart betrays you, hammering against your ribs as thoughts spiral out of control.

Does he still think about me? Does he even recognize me?

You force yourself to brush this off as they walk past you, it’s evident that you still reminisce about the days you two spent together.

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notes : I genuinely don’t know how I had enough energy to write this but here you guys go!!! THANKS FOR THE FOLLOWS AND LIKES☹️☹️ YOU GUYS ARE SO SWEET ILYSM 🫶🫶🫶

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PROLOGUE .

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As I stood there, my chest feeling tight with confusion and anxiety, I found myself slowly unlocking the door of our shared apartment. With my unsteady breathing I open the door to see my boyfriend, Yuta Okkotsu. He’s always been the type of person to comfort me once I come home after tirelessly working on architectural projects at school, checking up on me, taking care of me, even though he has work to do as well. 

“y/n..” , his voice stern and cold. I could always tell when he was upset or stressed about something, it was always his facial expressions and how his tone was. 

“Whats up?” , I responded, voice laced with confusion and worry that our time spent together was all just a waste of time. 

“I think we should break up, “ his expression grew saddened and much colder than before, “ we both are busy academically and I just genuinely feel like this whole relationship is just coming apart.” 

Was he really serious? Did he actually mean those words? He cant be real, right? I mean all the nights they’d spent together baking or cooking, all those love letters, and the time we spent together just all went to waste? was I really left to  think we had something going for us, a future. I stood there as all those thoughts circled around my mind, hands becoming sweating, the words came out of my mouth, 

“A-are you sure, Yuu? Is there someone else?” tears welling up in my eyes as the words slipped away, ‘there HAS to be another person, maybe I wasn’t enough’ , I thought to myself, fighting the urge to drop down and sob in front of, as of now, ex boyfriend. 

“No, there isn't anyone else and it's not your fault; I just feel like this relationship is more like a label because we never talk or spend time together because of how busy we are with our academics and our lives.” Yuta's eyes avoiding eye contact with mine, I could tell that he’s been holding this in for a long time.

And finally, the tears dropped from your eyes.

“I-I’m sorry, I-I..” the tears wouldn’t stop. The tears blurred my vision as I looked down at my socks to let my tears drop freely down to the floor. 

I hear Yuta pick up his bag of belongings he packed before I came home, “for the last time, I love you”

That was the last thing he muttered before he pulled me into a warm embrace and left. I never got to say it back.

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notes: I fear this may or may not be rushed (i write this as i have multiple assignments i need to get on top of)

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and then I leave without a trace…

DISCONTINUED.

“hey siri play No One Noticed by the Marias”

yuta x reader SMAU

📞 | yuta has been acting distant for the past few months, this distance lead you to question whether or not he still loves you like that.

warning[s] : fem reader, crack, angst, cursing, uni au, yuta is in business, reader is in architecture (sorry!)

INTRO :

• squid game mr beast edition

• divas (except itadori)

PROLOGUE

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ONE : who was that?

TWO : hold me down

THREE : different..

FOUR : I love you, I’m sorry

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notes : hey guys…. NEW CREATOR HERE, idk how to work the app and stuff so forgive me if this is bad. I will tryyyy posting every week or so (pls be patient 🙏🙏)

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