Despairingly Mute (Chapter 1)

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(This work is a short story. It has a Neji x Naru pairing. If you like it; read it, if you don't; then don't. It's up to you.)

In the beginning, my days started out quite normally. I would wake up, after shutting my alarm clock off at exactly 6:30. Where I would then, go to the bathroom and start my daily routine. After I finished, I would get dressed and drink some milk as my breakfast, because I don't like to eat in the morning. You'll soon understand why.

Grabbing my bag, phone, charger, earphones and bento, I would grab the keys from the key holder that was beside the front door. Opening the door and locking it behind me. At 7:45, I would start my trek to school or as I like to call it 'my one way ticket to hell on Earth'. That was how it was before and that's how it will always continue to be.

School usually starts at 9:00, but because I live a bit far, I like to start early. Plus coming in earlier means I can avoid people and their drama, which for some reason or another always involves me and makes me become the center of attention. That attention though, is never positive. I don't like attention, especially their negative attention, because it always includes someone being hurt and that someone is almost always me. Sometimes I think that the World hates me.

Today like all other days, I left my apartment at 7:45 listening to my favorite music from all kinds of different cultures. The list ranged from K-Pop to hip-hop, Latin, rap, punk, and even classical was in the list as well. The walk to school is 30 minutes long. In those 30 minutes; the music cleansed my soul, grounded my mind and kept my heart from being drowned in my ever darkening thoughts. Music is my outlet to vent my unspeakable frustrations. Because it's physically impossible for me to speak or make noise using my voice, music is my go-to remedy. It's a medicine I simply just can't do without and boy does it help. The music I listen to depends on my mood, hence why everyday the songs are different.

After those calm and peaceful 30 minutes just listening to music and ignoring the World around me culminate, a building enters my field of vision making me scowl deeply. I've made it to Paradise, Hallelujah', I thought sarcastically. This is the World's most undisguised hell: School.

🤐-End of Chapter 1 on Despairingly Mute-🤐
Until next time folks.
Ja'ne.

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