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Y/N HAVEN'T TOLD ANYONE about her newfound information, about her mother and haru. she opened her eyes, surprised at the darkness of her room.
she scanned her room to see the light of her digital clock illuminate on her desk, showing a bright red 02:45 am. she had been knocked out for hours on the floor.
she sighed, feeling the weight in her heart and her stuffy nose. she ignored the notifications on her phone, some from kenma and the rest were from her friends in inarizaki.
y/n pushed herself up from the ground and walked to her bathroom, turning on the lights and standing in front of her sink, her own reflection staring back at her.
she looked exhausted, eyes red and puffy with red nose, and a dry throat. her dark circle was looking more prominent, and her lips were pale and dry. she felt herself tear up again.
she thought she could just leave everything behind, about what happened between her parents. why did things have to turn out this way?
she turned on the hot shower and started to undress herself, the warm water filling up the bathtub. y/n dipped a foot inside, followed by the other and slowly sank her body down, letting the warmth soak her skin as she relaxed her muscles.
she sniffled, her eyes staring at the wall with no emotion, her mind blank. she didn't know how to feel.
she sat in there for as long as she needed, before getting up and picking herself up again.
y/n knew she should kept this to herself. she didn't want to bother anyone else, dragging them into her unnecessary family drama.
being a burden to her friends and father is the last thing she would want. she washed her face and did her skincare, patting her own cheeks lightly, as of knocking some sense into herself.
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drowning herself in her assignment, she didn't heard the door of her father's bedroom opened. y/n did not want to waste precious time thinking of her problems.
she finished her assignment and put down her pen, finally realising that there has been a knock on her door accompanied by her father's soft voice.
"y/n?" he asked, standing outside the door, waiting for a respond.
y/n stood up from her seat and walked over to her door, swinging it open.
