Yuki's Daily Life as Your Average Mind Reader

of last parts and cheesy endings

It wasn't until a couple of weeks later that we reached the climax of this story. Trust me, I'm just as clueless as you are as to why the writer insists on breaking the fourth wall so much. It was rainy and cloudy, and the pitter patter of rain on the windows and roof was the kind that made you wonder what you were doing at school and dream about your bed back home. The weather was especially notable, since we were in June, and it was the last day of school, supposedly the happiest day there is.
It was a big day for me, also. I had spent hours practicing in the mirror, and on this day, unlike any other day, I planned to be a good friend and properly say goodbye to my classmates.
First, I made my way towards Nessa and Alex, putting on my empathic, it'llget-better-soon face that I had spent so long perfecting.
'Who am I kidding? He'll forget about me in the summer for sure! We won't even be friends.'
'Why is she sending me all those dirty looks? I didn't even do anything wrong this time.'
yup, just as I predicted: they had inevitably broken up. Lucky for them, I was here to ease the process.
It was only after I had gotten closer that I realized their position: Alex, with clean, painted nails, had his arm around Nessa, who had fake freckles on her nose to accentuate it's natural size.
And next to them stood Jack, with a sad smile on his face, holding his grade report that had been distributed earlier today, Lu right behind him subtly trying to flex his perfect science grade. And around them stood all the kids who thought that Jack should just 'stick to basketball, haha' encouraging him, and saying things like:"You'll do better next time!"
I stopped. I knew how much Jack studied, how much Lu lacked any valid drive, and how much the rest of my classmates thought Jack was a dumb blond. So why were none of them acting like themselves at the moment? It didn't make sense.
Then, I heard Bill internally debating with himself. He appeared to be deciding between two things concerning me, so I listened.
'I should apologize to him' he stepped forward 'he'll never like me if I'm just
his everyday bully in his eyes' he took another step forward 'but..' he was
smiling now as he walked towards me 'this is so much more fun!' he took the chocolate bar in my hand.
Clearly, he was expecting me to try to get it back, since he made no move of
eating it, but I just stood there dumbly, grinning from ear to ear.
You see, what I realized on this somehow cloudy, happy, rainy, summer day in this ordinary school full of so many different lives, was that life didn't need to make any sense. That, fun is fun, love is love, school is school, and we, each one of us, is too complex to possibly understand why we do what we do, or want what we want. or to be held accountable for or overanalyze
dumb little thoughts we have in highschool, because in the end, we're all just here to enjoy the ride of life.