🛹🏳️‍🌈😯 Chapter twelve 😯🏳️‍🌈🛹

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Helloing is a word the fuck why didn't I know this?

Ummm so while writing this I have a broken arm 'yay'

⚠️TW⚠️
Slurs
Bullying
Homophobia
Lack of sleep
Injury
Being treated like an object

Oikawa POV 🤩

Pro tip on how to get away from your fan girls.

Step one: excuse yourself to go to the bathroom

Step two: when you enter the bathroom go into a cubicle that has a window

Step three: open the window and jump out of said window (you'll want to do this since they will most likely stick around and wait for you)

Step four: go to the library, since nobody excepts to find the popular kid in a library

Step five: wait till it's time to go to your next class

I had just entered the library after jumping out the window in the bathroom. This is like my routine since after lunch I have a free period, that's when my fan girls start to annoy me. Don't get me wrong I love all my fans, it's just I do need my space you know. I usually sit towards the middle of the library and study for a bit, since it's the only time I have to study. So I was sitting in my usual spot, the only place I really feel at ease in this school, since everyone that's in the library when I'm in the library mind there own business.

I had gotten through my maths and English, starting on history my least favourite subject because I struggle a lot with the subject. "Fucking, hell." I whispered in frustration, getting up and walking to the back because that's where the history books are.

"Hey fag, what ya doing?" My head snapped in the direction of the voice unsure if it was directed at me, since I am openly bi. It wasn't, the dickhead was talking to who looks to be Iwaizumi if I remember correctly. Why is he talking to him like that he did nothing wrong, he seems to be minding his business like pretty much everyone else in the library. "Hey! I asked ya a question."  Iwaizumi just ignored the guy like he wasn't even there and just kept reading the book in his hands. The guy then grabbed Iwaizumi by his hair and slammed his head into the table.

"WHAT THE HELL BITCH!" I whisper shout making my voice crack. That's way to far and I thought him calling Iwaizumi a slur was bad. "What? The faggot wasn't talking, gotta nock some sense into it so it don't go doing wrong by me again." What he said made my blood boil even more, he's treating him as if Iwaizumi is an object AND is calling him slurs. I look down at Iwaizumi and he looks like he wants to cry.

"You fucking bastard, 1) don't call him fucking slurs 2) he is not an object so don't go round calling him by it and 3) get out of my fucking sight before I murder you and I never want to see you touch or talk to him ever again!!!!"

He seemed shocked but left as quickly as he could. I rushed to Iwaizumi's side to check on him. "Hey are you ok? What am I saying of course your not." He's facing me, he seems sad well who wouldn't if something like that happened to you. I reach out my hand and hesitantly touch his forehead massaging it for a bit, once I retracted my hand he spoke up. "Why did you do that? You could have just let him be you know." My heart broke, how can he think what the guy was doing was ok? "Absolutely not, what he was doing to you was wrong, he shouldn't of said those things or hurt you." "I know I'm use to it." My heart broke again, this is a re-occurring thing, I can't help but pull him into a tight hug.

I'll get Suna onto this since he's the best person for jobs like this and he has connections all over the school as well as out of school connections.

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