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"You wrecked my life, now I'm gonna have to drive all night."

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The image hit me like a ton of bricks, the pain bringing me close to tears. A picture of him kissing another. A person that wasn't me. Not the person who he claimed to be in a relationship with, someone else. And there he had put it, out for all the world to see. All the world's a stage they say, and this stage was showing a tony award nominated drama.

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I had never been so humiliated in my life. I thought he would be there to support me no matter what. I thought he'd be there until the end. How gullible I had been.

I searched the comments, trying to find someone, anyone on my side. Telling him how cruel of a person he was. Anything. But there was nothing. The comments just made me feel worse.

"Congratulations."

"Never expected you to move on from them."

"You look so good together."

Every word sliced my soul with startling precision. 'Sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me'? What a load of bullshit. My life had been shattered, causing me to feel physically sick. I couldn't take my eyes off the post. I wanted to, but I couldn't.

I was starting university in three days time, he said he'd wait for me. Evidently not.

Thanks for everything, Kuroo fucking Tetsuro.

My breath escaped with a wobble as I turned my phone off. I left the bed I was sitting on and went to my packing, making sure I had everything ready for the move. It was a distraction. I needed to take my mind off him.

Clothes, check. Underwear, check. Toiletries, check. Bedding, check. It seemed as if I had everything I needed for a quality first year. Starting anew sounded good right now. Leaving the past behind me and finding myself. It sounded corny and like every coming of age movie, but at this moment it seemed like the best thing I could do. I'd had my heart broken and I wanted to leave that feeling with me here, but I knew that wasn't going to happen.

I decided I was going to leave this evening, give myself a few days to get accustomed to the area before I start my education. I was excited to leave. Not because of what had happened, because I had been looking forward to leaving home since the age of 12. I do love my parents, but I have always been very independent and wished to make my own decisions. Now I could. Yay.

"Y/N!" It was my mother's voice.

"Coming." I made my way downstairs, making sure I didn't look like I had just been crying my eyes out- which was easier than I thought it would be but I just couldn't shift the lump that was lodged in my throat.

Dinner was laid out on the table - the last meal with my parents before leaving the nest. The thought did make me a little tearful but I was already a little emotional from earlier on. As I tucked in, I realised that I was really going to miss my mum's cooking, it was just so good.

"You got everything?" My dad asked.

"Yes, don't worry." I said, giving him a hug before moving to my mum next to him. "Goodbye. I'll miss you both."

"My little one is growing up." My mum said on the verge of tears.

"Jesus Christ mum, I'm eighteen." I said with a slight chuckle before making my way out to my car and unlocking it.

"Be careful." I heard my dad remind me.

"I will be." I replied before waving goodbye and sitting in the driver's seat. It was 5:30pm now, I would reach my halls of residence at about 7pm. I messaged my new landlord telling him when I'd be there before turning on the ignition and driving off.

The roads weren't very busy meaning that my journey was relatively quick, I had the radio turned up loud, tapping my fingers against the steering wheel to the beat of the music.

As I was driving along, I was lost in my own thoughts and of course they reminded me of the heartbreak a few hours ago. I tried to shake them away but it wasn't working. I tried to sing along to the radio but all of the songs that came on at that time reminded me of him, causing a tear to start running down my cheek.

"Fucking hell, Y/N. Pull yourself together!" I shouted at myself. I had to shake this feeling. I just had to. I couldn't carry on feeling like this, I had bigger fish to fry. I only had three years of education left and I needed to find a part time job in order to pay my landlord my rent fees. Yes, that was more important than a stupid heartbreak. I'll find someone else, right?

I managed to shake off the feeling just before I got to my new residence. The landlord had left my key in a code lock next to the entrance. I put in the code and grabbed my key before making my way to my floor. I was on the third floor, apartment 311.

I unlocked the door and entered. It had four rooms: a lounge, a kitchen, a single bedroom and a bathroom. It was quite small but I didn't mind, it was only going to be me living there.

I put my bags in the bedroom and began to unpack. I decided I'd decorate tomorrow when it wasn't too late. Once I finished putting my clothes away and making my bed, I made my way into the kitchen to make a shopping list for the next day as there wasn't any food for me in the fridge. Just as I finished that, I heard a knock at my apartment door.

"Coming!" I shouted. I turned the doorknob and opened the door to reveal a guy with silver hair and a small beauty mark below his left eye. "Oh, hello."

"Hi. I just wanted to introduce myself, I'm next door in apartment 313. I'm Sugawara Koushi but most people just call me Suga." He smiled at me causing me to smile back.

"I'm L/N Y/N but I don't like formalities so you can just call me Y/N."

"Nice to meet you, Y/N."