Falling Flower [Pannacotta Fugo x Reader]

[5] Daffodil

Hi, how's everyone doing?
I'm sorry I published this a day late. I'm.. the same busy and haven't been able to write at all.

I expect a bit of free time next month but we'll see.

I hope everyone's doing well.
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You don't know how many times you've yawned in class. Your eyelids feel heavy with an increasingly blurry vision. You tightened the grip on your collar, shaking your head every now and then. You can't lose your focus now, after all. The lesson will still last for the next forty-five minutes. Until then you have to pay attention to class. There's no way you will neglect the chance you have to learn.

You took a deep breath, taking as much oxygen as possible. Still the weariness you feel weighing you even more. Last night you slept at a reasonable hour, never skipping meals, and wouldn't dare not taking the medicines. The reason you're so tired right now must be from something else. You're okay now. You've recovered.

"Miss [l/n], would you like to repeat what I just said?"

The teacher, sir Prosciutto, was right in front of your desk. He's looking at you and raising his glasses. With you keep yawning, he must suspect you to not pay attention. While you're not fully paying attention, he picked the wrong person.

You replied to him. Standing up with a hand on your desk supporting your body because you might actually fall. The teacher's face didn't change at all when you perfectly summarizing the hundred years wars.

"Thank you, miss [l/n]. You may go back sit down."

"Yes, sir." You seated, covering your mouth to catch your breath. 

Pesci ran to your desk as soon as the class over. "[y/n], are you okay? Oh no, you're so pale. I was watching you acting weird-how? You're fine this morning."

He keeps blabbering while also helping you to get up and walking outside. Ignoring your words no matter how many times you're saying that you're okay. 

"You don't have to worry about me like that," you said, sitting down on a bench. "I'm okay, really. See?" You waved your hands in front of your body. 

"Do you want me to get you some water? Food?"

"I'm fine really."

Pesci shook his head, not fully convinced so he starts running somewhere. "You're not! I'm going to get you water!"

Pesci is nice- you thought to yourself. Too nice. I don't like it.

A heavy breath escaped your lips as sweats falling slowly on the side of your eyes. You put your hands on your lap, tightly clenched while they shake. Slowly you can see your flat shoes not blurry anymore. 

"Looks like I'm just too tense," you mumbled under your breath. You're feeling much better now that you get to sit without having to listen to lectures or doing anything. "I should apologize to brother Ghia."

"How about we race tonight?" That was the first thing Illuso said right after taking off his helmet. "Dude, it's been a while since I saw you ride that beauty." 

Fugo took off his helmet, not interested in Illuso complimenting his black dove motorbike. Or the offer he just got. They just arrived by the parking lot and about to attend the evening class.

"I can't. The council's busy."

"How cold." Illuso clung his arm to Fugo's shoulder as they walk. "Make sure you spare time to hang out with us again. I'm free this weekend too. The boys are going to watch the race."