A continuation of my former standalone fic, "Rooftops and friendships."
COMPLETED!
More info in the first chapter!
*I do not own sk8 the infinity or the characters, all rights go to studio bones.
*designs made by me.
a/n: this is a reupload! i wanted to change the middle bit to fit the story better, apologies!
warnings: mentions bruising at the end and middle. alcohol (just wine)
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It's hard to ignore the stares you receive when you walk into school the next day, especially when you walk into the classroom. A majority of your classmates are already in there, you can already hear the whispers from every corner of the room.
Your head is aching by the time school is over, the sheer amount of people that stared at you, whispered under their breaths or flat out asked you was an annoying number. Can't people just mind their business?
You kick at the pebbles scattered along the path you walked on, murmuring under your breath when they strayed too far from you.
Your phone pings inside your pocket, startling you from the sudden noise. It's Langa. He's asking if you're going to crazy rock.
Sorry. You type out, thinking about your next words. I'm not feeling up to it today. Realistically, you could've used the excuse of not wanting to start a fight.
He sends a frowning face back and a see you later sticker.
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The next day rolls by just as fast, the stares and whispers have subsided, but of course, you just can't have nice things.
"Yo." Kojiro leans against his motorcycle with a wide grin, standing up with a loud laugh when you hit him with your jacket. "What's the issue?"
"I thought I told you to stop picking me up with no warning," You whip around when you hear a camera shutter behind you, groaning when you saw your classmate. "How come you're here?"
He shrugs, "Kaoru said he wanted to talk to you, made me come get you to speed up the process."
"Couldn't he have just called me then?" Kojiro shrugs, tossing you a helmet. "You two are ridiculous." He scoffs. Ten minutes later you're next to Kaoru at the restaurant, slumped over the bar counter. "What is it?"
Kaoru swirls the wine glass in his hand twice before taking a long sip, "I haven't seen you come by recently." You quirk a brow. "I just wanted to know if there was a problem." You turn away from him when his eyes set on the bruises around your eye and cheek, only to be met with Kojiro's stare.
"I didn't swing first, they did." Kojiro nods. "Someone was bad-mouthing, Reki." Kaoru hums. "I couldn't just sit by and listen to them say rude things about him."
"Can I ask you something?" Kaoru says, turning his body to you. Kojiro walks away. You nod. "What exactly are your feelings towards, Reki?"
"I don't know." You answer, tapping your finger against the counter. "I've gotten that question a lot lately from classmates and Langa, but I just never wanted to admit to anything."
