If there's a tomorrow [Monika x Female!Reader]

𝟑. 𝐃𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐊𝐈 彡

Song Vibe;

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 (By; Tame Impala)

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

It was Monday today and you stood in front of the mirror that was hanging on the door. You stood in your white tank top and grey shorts and hadn't changed for over 30 minutes. It was around 7:58 AM, and you were as nervous as ever before. Today, was nothing more than school. Everything was new and scary, which was of course why you were agitated and edgy.

School started at 8:30, and you weren't even ready. It was only 33 minutes left, too! You had to comb your messy and tousled hair and put on the uniform Beatrice had got you. Everything should at least take 15 minutes to do together since the uniforms had LAYERS of clothing.

You began walking to your desk where Beatrice had placed the uniform, picking the white blouse up first after taking off the tank top you had on and replacing it. You tried to straighten it when it was on, but it didn't work well. Then you took the orange-brown sweater vest and placed it over the blouse, then came the warm grey blazer and buttoned every button.

That was the top done, but you didn't hesitate to run over to the mirror again to check if it fit you. You were unsure as you turned from side to side, but you couldn't help but blend in the pants, too. So they kinda ruined the look.

Shortly, you ran back to the clothes to pick up the skirt. It was a navy blue pleated skirt. You added a pair of black, long, socks. You now hurried back to the mirror, checking yourself out again. It was a bit better now with the skirt on, and the addition of the socks almost made the outfit a bit better.

You walked away towards the nightstand to get your phone and then looked at the time. It was around 8:10 now. You had 20 minutes left, and it took around 10 minutes to walk. And then you had to find your classroom, too! Fucking hell... I won't be able to brush my hair...

You ran out of your room, picking up your school bag which stood just by the door as you rushed out. You jumped down the stairs and dashed towards the kitchen, opening the fridge to get leftovers from yesterday's dinner, which Beatrice always did: putting them down in a little bento. She was kind about that. You then packed it down into your bag, then scurried to the front entrance to get your shoes.

They were some black shoes that were easy to slip on and off. It was relatively quiet in the house today since it was often filled with music that blasted from Daiki's room. Or chit-chat coming from the living room. But quiet was nice. Very nice, to be honest. Is this how it is to live alone?

You chuckled to yourself, pushing down the door handle and opening the door with a swing, closing it behind and picking out your keys from your bag. It had a cute little keychain which resembled some cat in a ramen bowl and a flower you had knitted yourself when younger. You inserted your key in the keyhole, assuming no one is home.