iiv - i hate your guts
(a/n- mm finally we're getting into the story yess! i love you all!!! thank you soooo much for all the reads!!! tryna get these chapters out everyday for y'all)
( timeskip to after they figure out they are in the killing game blah blah )
shuichi pov;;
we had just left from trying to escape through the manhole, everyone was so tired, including me.
i was sitting in my dorm late, i couldn't believe we were in a killing game.
a killing game!
i heard a knock on the door—-
"shuichi! it's me, kaede!"
i smiled, my worries leaving my mind.
i unlocked the door, leaving it open.
"hey kaede!" i smiled softly.
"hey!"
there was silence for a few moments.
"i would just like to thank you for.. you know... not hating me after i forced everyone to try to escape through that manhole." she blushed.
"it's alright, really. i admire your confidence."
"thank you shuichi.."
...
...
she gave me a kiss on the cheek.
my entire face flushed a deep shade red.
i saw a purple haired figure glaring at us in the distance, but they ran once i noticed them.
"i'm going to go now, shuichi. please stay safe overnight." she smiled.
i nodded as she shut my door.
i blushed as i walked over to my bed, taking off my hat and leaving it on my bedside table, drifting off to sleep.
kokichi pov;;
it hurt.
it hurt so bad.
i watched her lips touch him.
tears flooded my pale cheeks as i sobbed under the bedsheets.
i couldn't even bother getting up.
ding dong.
my doorbell went off, startling me.
i wiped my eyes, stumbling out of bed.
i swung the door open.
the brown haired girl with thick red scrunchies stood in front of me.
"what's up miss babysitter?" i laughed.
all of a sudden, she swung the door shut, gripping my neck tightly as she held me in the air.
"i don't even know you much, and i already hate your guts." she spat.
i managed to croak out a few words.
"a-as if i-i'd c-care.." i forced a grin.
she let go as my hands quickly reached for my neck, attempting to support my airways.
"i just want you to know-"
"-you are literally the most annoying thing ever, and no one would care if you died" she growled, slamming the door behind her.
her words stung.
it felt like a hammer being smashed into my chest.
even without her grip on my neck, i couldn't breathe.
i knew history was bound to repeat itself. it had only happened once but i already felt used to it.
i ran to the sink, supporting my throat as i coughed up petals through tears.
the petals had multiplied at this point, there were 9 in total, covered in a thick layer of pink blood and saliva.
the navy blue colour still stood boldly on the petals, it felt like it was making fun of me at this point.
i sighed, not being bothered enough to even clean up the petals.
my body flopped onto my bed as i stared at the ceiling mindlessly.
the day repeated through my mind.
the kiss.
makis words.
maybe no one would care if i died.
just maybe.
502 words
(sorry about all the paragraphs, its just my writing style to space things out-)
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