Previously...
I felt the vase shard pierce through something. I don't know exactly what, because I'd blacked out right after.
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TW: Blood, strong words
"Hello? Are you okay-?" A gentle and sweet voice called out to me. "Hello~?" The voice called once more. I jerked awake from my little doze.
"Hm? Oh, uh- hi? What do you need?" I replied with a flat voice, rubbing my eyes.
"Oh, hey! I'm Miyo, nice to meet you!" The girl introduced, sticking her hand out towards me. I shook it hesitantly.
"It was just- it's 7 pm, you've been sleeping for a really long time," Miyo blabbered, smiling sheepishly.
"Oh. Thanks for waking me up. I'm Y/N." I reply, looking up at her. I stood up, grabbing my backpack and phone. "See you around," I said, turning around and popping earbuds in my ears.
"Okay! See you! Promise you'll remember me! I'm Miyo! M-i-y-o!" She chirped, calling after me.
"Yeah, sure, whatever." I muttered, hopping on my bike and pedalling towards home.
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I halted in front of my house, unplugging my earbuds, sighing.
I never liked the thought of going home. Nobody's there, welcoming me back. Sure, I was thankful I had somewhere to live and that I had a roof over my head, but it's human nature to always want something more. I didn't like being alone, yet I didn't crave attention from anyone. It's weird, I know.
With a soft click my front door opened. All that welcomed me was the gleaming rays of the setting sun.
It was warm. Warmer than any hug I've felt in my life. I lay down where the sunlight shone, embracing the warmth in silence. It was the last bit of sunlight for today.
Without knowing, I'd dozed off again. On the floor of my living room.
I woke up, first thing I did was to check my phone.
No messages from anyone, no calls either.
Not a single notification.
The clock read 11:19 PM.
Gosh, it really does suck being lonely. If only I knew how to befriend people and how to socialize- but I knew my chances of finding a new friend anytime soon was slim.
I was afraid of people.
It's not the most common thing in the world, but I had a good reason why. I'm not trying to blame anyone, but my family's really hurt me.
They'd punctured holes, nails, so many wounds to my heart.
If my own family hurt me like this, what could I expect from strangers?
I didn't want to know. Not yet at least.
With that I'd spent the night thinking... occasionally dropping a few tears...
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The next day, I walked to school, not riding my bike as usual.
Next thing I knew? Miyo was on my arms, clinging on as if her life depended on it.
"Miyo..?"
"You remembered my name! Hi Y/N! Good morning! How are you? Did you sleep well? I dreamt of a super happy dream last night hut I forgot what it was about!"
I was overwhelmed by all the questions Miyo was throwing at me, but I didn't complain. Who knows if she could become my friend?
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※ Apathetic ※ Dream×Reader
FanfictionYou're one-of-a-kind. You don't feel, you don't know what it's like to have emotions. You've barely felt loved even when you're with the best of your friends. The world's getting boring, you don't feel anything in particular and there's no excitemen...
