[m/n] sighed softly,in the train, sitting cross legged on his seat , as his ear phones in his ears, listening to music, humming softly,

perhaps being a infiltrator for the mafia wasn't too bad. he didn't need to private transportation, since, he will not be recognizable in his port mafia attire.

this morning he had gotten chuuya too wake up, the earlier events of chuuya waking up being a.. disaster. he had mentally noted to tell mori to never let chuuya stay over at his house,e for that singular reason..

as [m/n] hummed and thought quietly, someone entered the train, his own stop only being 3 more.

a male with black short hair, closed eyes, he seemed normal, yet something odd felt about the other male who had a companion, a white haired male, with a black streak on the longest part of his hair, and short, uneven bangs. 'how eccentric' [m/n] thought, yet going back to day dreaming and facing his front.

as the door closed, almost moving back on the trail, the black haired man had started to whine childishly, wanting a seat yet there were to many civilians. [m/n] noticed this, standing up from his seat, offering it to the black haired stranger his seat. it wasn't exactly out of kindness, more like trying to make him stop whining or just being a gentlemen in general. (he's a mix lowkey)

the raven head smiled in satisfaction, plopping down in the seat as the train started to move, making [m/n] to hold back on to the pole once more. to stabilize.

"ah.. thank you... mister.."

"it's no problem." [m/n] answered, resting his eyes for a. moment then opening them once more, glancing at the white haired man d,an who had just thanked him, then the raven-nette, tilting his head slightly, yet looking away.

RANPO'S POV

i glanced back up, opening an eye faintly yet lazily, both my eyes widening as i saw the male in front of me.

his name was [m/n], [l/n].. i think. even the incident being more than q0 years from now, i still remembered him. the one who gave me yosano's butterfly hairpin.

i was able to recognize this male.

i still remembered the day.

when he gave me yosano's butterfly hairpin. he may not recognize me, but i recognize him.

i've tried to find this mysterious man, yet i couldn't. now, suddenly, he's here, right in front of me after more than ten years of trying to find him.

i closed my eyes again, letting them rest before the bulge out even more.

TIMESKIP

as i walked into the agency, i walked straight to the file drawers, ignoring kunikida's good morning at least for 

NAME- [M/N] [L/N].

AGE- 24

HEIGHT- 5'8

JOB- HUNTING DOG

PHONE NUMBER- xxx-xxx-xxxx

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this was enough information for a investigation for this man.

he most definitely, peaked ranpo's interest again.

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