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Chapter 11- The Talk [New]

'Why I'm I feeling this way? What is this feeling?' Y/n asked himself.

Sitting down, he sat on the couch of the living room, the room was empty no one was there only Y/n.

Kyouka was currently inside his room, in bed sleeping.

Y/n insisted to sleep on the couch but one thought lead to another and he started to question himself, he can't expect to have a crisis when he lay on the couch.

It felt like all the stress that was building up was finally hitting him back and it was awful for what it was worth, Y/n looked up at the ceiling.

Face blank, arms limp, legs shaking vigorously as his breathing was starting to become fast and rapid.

No longer looking up but looking down at his feet.

'Why? Why? Why? Is it normal to feel this way? Can I really feel this? Or is it just my mind playing tricks again? Who is he!?' Thoughts were jumbled.

Like a messy game of chest, Y/n was having a hard time controlling his breathing, his hand gripping his chest tightly as he began to hyperventilate.

And just for a moment when he was asking himself questions, images of the same kid, a small cheerful happy kid smiling and having purple hair.

Eyes that were dull purple, wearing the same checkered scarf he had, made Y/n's breath hitch and pause his actions.

Everything seemed to freeze up like time stopped completely from his perspective, it was hard for Y/n to start breathing.

'Why? Why does he have that SCARF!?' Y/n's were wide as he gritted his teeth with tears on the verge of coming out but then.

He stop, he no longer was shaking, no longer breathing heavily, and no longer panicking or thinking, it was silence for a couple of seconds.

Y/n legs wobble weakly as he slumps down his body on the couch, he wore a tired expression, eye bags visible for everyone to see.

Looking up again, he saw the plain ceiling, he sighed and then looked down.

"I need a break," Y/n said out loud, he felt a shift next to him.

"You alright?" a soft-spoken voice asked with concern, Y/n turned to see 8 there looking worried.

"No" Y/n admitted immediately, "I feel like trash and I don't know why"

8 hummed, "Hey Y/n"

"Yeah?" Y/n turned and looked at 8 who smiled gently.

"Wanna talk about? You seem like you need to let out some stuff" 8 offered her hand to Y/n as she said that.

"Okay... but you promise not to tell anyone okay?" Y/n held up his pinky and Kelly chuckled in amusement at his childish ways.

"So are you gonna tell me what's wrong and why you looked so stressed?" 8 started.

Y/n sighed, he will regret his decision on telling 8 this but he trusted her, she had pink promised so he didn't have to second guess his choice for now.

...

Stressed, Y/n was stressed all day and all night.

"I've been feeling kinda stressed lately" Y/n confessed, as he looked down not wanting to make any eye contact which 8 had understood.

"And I'm not blaming! I really I'm not!" Y/n rub the back of his neck nervously, "But I think Kyouka is the cause of that stress"

"Hmm, How so?" 8 was taking notes on a random notepad.