Anxiety

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Well, I thought I could...

It came time for me to answer the questions in the textbook. I had my pen close to my piece of paper; but, I lost control.

The ache came to my chest again, but this time stronger. The grip around my pen loosened and made a thud noise on the table. My hand went right to my chest and grabbed it again. It felt like my shirt was strangling me in an attempt to kill me. Gasps escaped my mouth as I tried to take in a full breath. My eyes widened and tears let loose unexpectedly. Several emotions combined: fear, embarrassment, sadness, anger, confusion. My feelings and thoughts were racing too quickly around my head for me to catch up. Everything around me began to blur, but I could feel the tension. I could feel the judgement. I could feel the stares from every person in the room. Their eyes were stuck on to me. 

Without being able to let out a word, I excused myself out. I ran, no, I sprinted down the many flights of stairs. I could've fallen many times, but somehow, I still managed to keep myself together physically. I was truly broken mentally. 

I can't do this. I can't manage it. I feel too alone. Too anxious. I need Kuroo.

I rush to the restroom and grab the corner of the wall, shifting my weight to one side so I could swing into the closest stall. I shut the door behind me without locking it and rest my back on the door. 

I fall to the ground slowly, placing my hands over my mouth to muffle the noises that try to break free. I grab my phone out of my pocket and scroll through my contacts. I need to text Kuroo.

I try to text Kuroo, hoping he would read the messages as soon as they sent. My panic led to impatience. I need help. I need him. 

In a state of panic, I call him.

The phone starts to ring...

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