✓ I'M SORRY ━━ momo yaoyorozu

003 ๑՞. the text

ೃ⁀➷ chapter ; 003 -
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YOU CAREFULLY INSPECTED your tear-stained cheeks and the dried up blood that sat peacefully on your face, as you stood in front of your wall mirror.

fresh, familiar crimson liquid spilt out of your mouth, then onto the floor followed by the aroma of flowers. your blood-shot eyes widened in horror as petals began to litter the floor from your mouth.

not long after, blood complemented the pure white petals that were sitting by your feet. tears formed in your eyes and you buried your face in your blood-stained hands.

that moment was interrupted by a vibration coming from your nightstand. you smiled at the sight of the contact's name, not caring about the petals that tried to leave your mouth. but that smile went as soon as it came when you read the text coming from momo.

she had sent you a picture of three different outfits asking which one jiro would like. you thought momo looked beautiful in anything she wore but all the outfits were either purple or black. jiro's favourite colours.

you soon realized she had also picked out an outfit that she wore when you went to the movies together one time. it was a black denim jacket with a pastel purple dress, purple knee-high socks and black trainers.

you immediately typed out the outfit that you suggested she wore but stopped when you thought about it. you didn't want her to wear that outfit while going out with someone else otherwise that outfit wouldn't be special anymore.

you choose another outfit. you had only ever seen her wear it about once which was when she went to a grocery store with her mum. that was selfish of you. oh well.

you swallowed hard to force the large pool of blood and petals forming in your throat back into your body. you pressed the send button and waited for her answer. she agreed with you and said that she was going to pick that one too.

your face fell at that. didn't she like the outfit she wore when you two hung out? what's wrong with that one? why did she prefer that one? why was she going to pick the one that you barely ever saw her wear?

you wondered if she even liked being your friend in the first place.

you shook your head at the thought and opened your mouth to sigh which only made matters worse.

a huge pile of blood-covered petals fell out of your mouth. it soon spread across the carpeted floor of your dorm room. tears escaped from your eyes and dropped into the pool of blood mixing with the red substance.

you heard another vibrate from beside you. you looked down at your phone only to see momo's name spread across your phone. you saw she had sent a voice mail. you pressed the play button.

"hey my dearest y/n! i was hoping if you had an idea on what i could bring jiro on our date because i want to make her happy!"

your vision blurred as you stared at your phone before typing a response. you had said that you weren't sure. you said that she'd ask mina.

you stared at your phone as she went offline. you coughed and blood splattered across the bright screen that was held in your shaky hands.

you threw your phone to the side and your hand found itself shielding your mouth. silent sobs escaped past your lips.

your legs felt numb. your e/c eyes staring deep outside the open window, into the black sky. petals littered the floor, an unwelcoming sight. small amounts of crimson liquid pooled in the white petals that once belonged to flowers but were now reborn in someone's lungs.

the more you thought about her, the more petals suffocated you. the more blood painted over your pain. but you couldn't stop thinking about her. you could never bring yourself to move on.

what's there to lose when you're bound to die soon?