Love or Hate? | OSORO SHIDESU FF

Chapter 12: Feelings

Tw: A lot of swearing

Osoro's POV:

It's been a few days that me and Y/N have been dating. I'd occasionally take her out on dates and everything felt so perfect. Or that's what I thought.

I felt like Y/N was hiding something from me.

She would occasionally go missing in school and didn't always lurk around me. It felt off. One time, I nearly thought that I saw her around Musume during lunch time or something...But, sweet fuck, that girl runs fast.

I even tried to spy on her many times but somehow she always caught me and laughed it off. Whenever I'd approach her directly about it, she gets nervous and anxious so she just runs away. It gets me so worried. Damn it...this way I'll never find out what's going on with this girl...

I sighed as I was walking home from school. Turns out she has taken an early leave for some reason that she didn't even bother to tell me. I tried to call her multiple times, but she never picks up. It's like she is avoiding me for an unknown cause.

I don't want her to get all worked up again when I ask her about this so I'd have to pick a softer tone when talking.

I absent mindedly opened the door to my house, walked in and closed it behind me. Might have to call her again...I took my phone out of my pocket and called her...

Still no answer, and it says her phone is off. Okay. what the hell is up with her?!

I punched a wall out of frustration and then walked upstairs to my room. I was gonna take a shower, and change my clothes. Then, I'm gonna give her a pleasant visit.

Timeksip

I knocked on her house's door. Everything was quiet. Oh, yeah, I remember now. Her mom is out on a business trip so she is alone at home.

Oh fuck, no one is in there to keep an eye on her. I mumbled curses looking for a key her mom had lent to me, just in case she isn't home and Y/N wouldn't open the door. Of course, who doesn't know how naughty Y/N is?

I held a smile back as I unlocked the door hastily. As I walked I noticed that the place was so silent that every single one of my footsteps could be heard. I sighed. Is she even home?

I made my way into her room trying to be as quiet as possible while climbing the stairs. I slowly pushed the door open. The room was dark. The lights were off as the curtains were closed. The bathroom light, although, was on.

I went over to the bathroom. The door was half-closed. I gently pushed it aside and saw what I always dreaded to see...

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, Y/N?!"