Until I Met You ||Kyoya Ootori|| DISCONTINUED

•14• Beach Pt. 2 •14•

TW Sexual Assault, cursing

Me and the group of guys talked for a few hours and the sun began to set. I looked to the hosts, to see if they were done, and I was surprised to see that they were.

They seemed to be laughing together. It looked like so much fun, I saw Honey-senpai and Haru-chan collecting shellfish and the twins looked like they were planning another one of their schemes. It looked so fun, but it made me feel so alone.

They didn't even bother to invite me. Did they forget about me? Did they even want me here?

More depressing thoughts flooded my head, but they stopped when one of the guys talked to me.

"You're looking a little down, did something happen?" He asked, looking a little concerned. I was about to tell them that it was nothing, but I was tired of pushing away how I felt. I stood up and yelled. "Yeah! Something happened and I'm upset!" I began punching the sand and they started laughing. Maybe the scene looked funny to them, and I guess it was funny to me too, but it helped me take out my emotions.

I punched the sand for a long while, and once I was done, my knuckles hurt and I laid on the sand, tired. "I'm pooped." I yawned. "You've been punching the sand for 10 minutes now, of course you'd be tired!" One of them laughed.

"Hey, the sun is setting! Let's go up the big rock to get a better view!" We all agreed and ran up the big rock before we missed the sunset. A few of them took their phones out and took pictures.

"Hey, Michiya-san! Let me take a picture of you!" One of them asked.

I felt a little uncomfortable by the request, but I didn't want to bring down the mood. I was surprised to see the guy that asked me for a picture had his friend grab his phone while he posed next to me. I ignored the feeling in my gut and held out two piece signs, when suddenly his hand snaked around my waist.

It took me all of my power to not react and ruin the photo. It seemed like time stopped and he would never let go of my waist.

He finally let go of me and I was able to breathe again. "Man, I wish my girlfriend had a body like yours!" He said as his friend gave him back his phone.

I fiddled with my fingers, growing more and more uncomfortable.

Were they all looking at my body?

"Hey, let's take another photo!"

I wish I had said no, but I didn't want to displease them.

For this photo, more of them surrounded me, with their hands all on my body.

My stomach, my waist, my shoulders, my back.

Their grabby hands got closer and closer to places I wish they didn't touch. All of this pent up discomfort finally burst and I decided to make a move. I pushed them away from me.

"Sorry, but I don't appreciate you guys touching me. Especially when some of you have girlfriends!" I yelled at them. What I didn't know is that they weren't the only ones that heard me. A certain host in the distance heard my voice.

It was silent for a moment, and then one of them spoke up. "You're thinking too much into it. Why would we cheat on our girlfriends with someone like you? Are you that self-absorbed? Do you think everyone has some sort of crush on you?"

My heart dropped. Was this all in my head? Was I wrong? Am I really being self-centered?

I crossed my arms and looked at my feet, trying to find answers to my questions.

"Hey, that's not nice. I for one do like Michiya-chan!" One of the other guys spoke up and wrapped his arms around me. It was the guy I had first taken a photo with.