the universe has its plans, sometimes; they're not what you expect.
and her falling in love with him, was not one of those things.
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a new day had rolled around, a new day for experiences, change, repetitiveness. for most people, that day would come and go as easily as the last, not even stressing about the what ifs or the buts, but he , he was the opposite of that.
cool, calm, collected, were the three c's which the people residing on his outer circle would compliment him as,
yet none of these three words were accurate in the slightest, not even a minute ounce of them.
truth be told, he was worse in his years at high school, letting his cover slip and letting the grotesque feelings inside of him slither out for occasional seconds,
but he knew that wasn't an experience unique to him, plenty of students battled the same challenges which he had- he was just as ordinary as the plain old everyone else.
and right there- that was just one of his wide array of problems which had never been seen as an excuse to take himself to therapy, always managing to compare himself to others in some way. it wasn't self destructive like that of a certain brunette setter, but it was just something which nipped at his skin, each time leaving wounds a fraction deeper than the last.
he was an anxious mess, he overthought things, most of the time his room would be messier than the state of his mind.
but that was concealed, beneath the cover.
he was managing to control things in a more profound way, only to the eyes of himself in the mirror and whatever other occult beings happen to be present in the room with him saw.
only two people had ever caught him in a more panicked state , Bokuto Koutaro and [Name].
the two people he deemed closest to him were the only ones who had been subjected to his inner monster, his true feelings, the thing he had spent both days and nights dreading would show itself, and even though he was , for a lack of a better word; certain, that he had things under control.
it wasn't his family life that had caused all of this, he was a loved child with parents he would server them the world the world on a diamond-encrusted platter if he had the option to, in fact, it was more likely thanks to-
well, actually, now that i think about it, maybe thats a story to tell another day.
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" [ Name ].... "
his dull , resonant voice ricochet from within the small confines of her room, the shadowing walls caging it, trapping it.
but, there was no reply to his call, he was only met with the kittenish murmurs she had been emitting from her sleeping state, which was overshadowed by the deafening white noise.
