𝐍𝐨 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

Chapter 1

Hey Hey Hey!!

Just a little reminder:

Y/N means Your Name

F/N means First Name

L/N means Last Name

H/C means Hair Color

E/C means Eye Color

S/C means Skin Color

and etc.

   ( I tried to make Y/N very neutral and unspecific when it comes to her looks so everyone can feel comfortable. <3 )

   Also, this chapter mentions a family member's death (Y/N's grandmother), so I'm just letting you know in case that could trigger you.

   Okay, this is the last thing I have to mention before we get into this trainwreck of a story; the italicized sentences are your thoughts.

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(Y/N's POV)

    My alarm went off at 6:30 AM sharply, which caused me to wake from my horrid nightmare. Oh my god. Even though it was absolutely crazy, it seemed so real, I thought. Once again, I had a restless night full of nightmares. They were recurring more than ever.

   The one I remember was kind of confusing. In this nightmare, I just came home from school. I had set my backpack down by the stairwell and ran upstairs. My grandmother was sitting on my bed in my room. She was having a long conversation with the wall. I couldn't really remember much of it, but I did remember her saying goodbye and vanishing into thin air. She only left an empty casket behind.

   My pillow was wet from tears, so I must have been crying. Ever since her passing, I hadn't been the same, and my parents noticed that. It really took a toll on me since we were so close. We had the same personality; we were both dorky, awkward, shy, and though I didn't like to admit it, short-tempered. 

   I let go of those thoughts and turned towards my clock. Ugh, I have to hurry, I thought. Today was the first day of my second year at Aoba Johsai. I was a little worried, but I didn't have time to think about that right now. I stood up from my bed and walked over to my bathroom mirror. Holy crap, I forgot to remove my makeup last night. My mascara was smeared all over my under eyes, which were a darker shade of purple than usual from my lack of sleep. It's the first day and I'm already having troubles? This is going to be one long year. I quickly scrubbed my face, put on some moisturizer, and headed over to my closet to change into my uniform. 

   Once I had all my things prepared and ready to go, I sat down to put on some makeup. I brushed on the slightest bit of dark eyeshadow in a way that looked like eyeliner and applied some mascara. I didn't bother with concealer since I kind of liked the look of under eye circles anyway. I blotted on some tinted chapstick and grabbed my backpack with a granola bar for breakfast. I left a little late, but it was really no big deal. I just jogged the way there. My parents left for work early each morning so I didn't really get to see them before school, not that I cared anyway. 

   Soon I arrived at school. I walked through the gates, trying to seem as calm and collected as possible, though I really wasn't on the inside. Since I had anxiety, times like this were not fun for me. I tried to keep my head held higher as I entered the building, where I was met by a teacher. Great. 

   "Hello there. You must be L/N F/N?" I nodded. "You're gonna make a left, then walk up the staircase. Your homeroom is going to be on the right." he finished.

   Well, that was a little weird. I wonder why they gave me directions? I know where I'm going. Wait, did I look lost?  Oh god, I hope I didn-

   I was soon interrupted by someone slamming into me. I let out a small, embarrassing yelp and looked up to see exactly who I stumbled into. Ugh, why did I not pay attention to where I was going? My E/C orbs were met by the most breathtaking honey-colored eyes I had ever seen. I looked around to see his facial features and oh. my. god. He looked so pissed, but at the same time, kind of... hot. I probably stared a little longer than I should have, but I couldn't help it. He had a slight tan and a bleached buzzcut. He bore two dark brown stripes going horizontally across the back of his head. I noticed he also had dark eye bags like me. But his eyes captured me the most. Though the rest of his face looked irked, his eyes still had a certain softness to them. I liked that. No, I loved that. I must've gotten a little too carried away. I mean, I could've gone on and on about his features but the loud grunt he let out shook me from my thoughts.

   "Ahh, I'm s-so sorry about that!" I stuttered. He returned a low "Hmph" and turned around to make his way to class. 

   Wait, am I imagining things, or was he blushing? I could've sworn I saw a tint of pink. No, I am definitely imagining things. Even if he was blushing, it was probably just because I embarrassed him.

   Well, this is awkward. We were both walking in the same direction, so I assumed we had the same homeroom. It probably seemed like I was following him. Really? As if things couldn't get any more embarrassing. Way to go, Y/N. You made a great first impression on him.

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   AAAAAAH okay, the first chapter is finished! Thank you for reading. Sorry, it's a little short. I also want to apologize for anything that made you cringe, once again, it is my first story on here ahaha. See you in the next chapter! 

   P.S. Leave some comments if you want, I love reading them. <3