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Morning. Again.
Last night, you remember helping Shigeo with his math homework. And you enjoyed teaching him the stuff that he finds difficult to understand. Of course, Ritsu joined in. But he just sat on the couch and play on his phone quietly.
You stare at your ceiling, your whole body was heavy and your hair was all over the place. Your blanket was on its way to falling down from your bed, and for sure, you have this drool on the side of your mouth.
Groaning, you forced yourself to get up as you wipe your eyes, feeling the sandy texture of your dried up tears.
Grabbing your phone from the night stand next to your bed, you check the time.
Immediately, you felt dread.
You're late.
It's already 8:24.
"FUCK!!" You screamed.
Wow, that was the first you shout-cursed. Hopefully your mom's not home to congratulate you.
With the adrenaline kicking in, you ran outside your room as you immediately head towards the bathroom. Shouldn't you suppose to take your breakfast first? Eh, no time for that.
Doing your morning daily routine as fast as you could. You wore your uniform and didn't bother to wear your black stockings. But still, you grabbed them as you decided to wear them when you arrive at the school.
'Goddamnit! I forgot to set my alarm! And my dumb brother didn't woke me up! Argh,'
You thought.
Go on and put a smile, (Y/n). People from your school is not used to seeing you scowl. Especially Shigeo.
But, you're too angry and annoyed to realize that.
You made sure to pack yourself a extra uniform, just in case you sweat yourself out running towards the school.
"HOY! (L/N)-SAN! YOU'RE LATE TOO?!"
Someone shouted from your behind. You saw your male classmate. His name is Kizu Furutuma. You two didn't spoke too much in class because, well, he's afraid to strike up a conversation.
He tried his best to catch up with your pace of running, and he was actually proud of himself that he did. After all, you were one of the best female student runner in the school.
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𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧 [ 𝐒. 𝐊𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚. ]
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