School Days
I puff air out of my cheeks, also pushing up the glasses that lay loosely on my face. I was walking to school alone since Gon lived so much closer. 'Walking to school alone sucks monkey balls.' I thought, staring forward and readjusted the strap of my bag that was falling off my shoulder.
'Today's the day though...' I felt myself blush a little, thinking about the letter that was packed with the rest of my things. It was valentine's day, and it gave me the confidence to confess to Gon's best friend, Killua. I knew that I might get rejected, and I also didn't know if Killua was interested in boys, but I wanted to give it a shot.
I finally see the school, making me walk faster. Once I made it to the front gate, I see Gon standing and waving me over. Smiling a little, I walk towards the ball of sunshine. "Heya Gon!" I said, smacking his shoulder lightly. "Hi! You seem to be in a great mood today, (y/n). What's the occasion?" Gon asks, giving me his best smile.
"Do you not know what today is?" Gon's smile turned into a confused frown, clearly not knowing. "Uh..." I let out a small "pfff" and shake my head. "It's valentine's day, dork." I say, watching Gon finally remembering. "Right?! I totally forgot!" Gon exclaims. I follow Gon inside and walk with him towards the lockers.
Gon and I had lockers right next to each other which was great. Sliding my bag off and opening it, I gently grab the letter inside. I had it in an envelope, hoping the paper didn't get any wrinkles while being in my poor bag. "You wrote a letter?" Gon asks again, looking over my shoulder and seeing the envelope in my hands.
"Oh... Uh, yeah. I was planning on confessing to someone today." I said, making it seem like it wasn't a big deal. Although, my thoughts said otherwise. On the inside, I was panicking. I put in my combination and open the locker, hanging my bag inside. Grabbing my books and other things I needed for classes, I shut my locker and locked it again.
I kept the envelope with me, hoping to slide it into Killua's locker. "Yo, Gon!" I froze, feeling my face heat up just by hearing his voice. "Killua! Good morning! Did you know it was valentine's day?" Gon asked, speaking to the white-haired boy. "Hah? Really?" I take a deep breath, not wanting to slip the letter into his locker now that he was here.
'I'm so stupid.' I thought, running a hand through my (h/c) hair. I lean against my locker, watching the two besties converse with each other. I felt left out. I mostly didn't mind but today seemed different. I bet it was because it's valentine's day. "G'morning, (y/n). What's with the look?" I blow air out of my cheeks for the second time that morning.
I felt my glasses slip a little as I stare at the albino boy. "What look?" I ask. I watch as Killua comes closer to me and gently pushes my glasses up, fixing the position of them. "You look a little down." Killua explained. I felt my face heat up, making me quickly turn away. 'He... HE FIXED MY GLASSES!' I thought, yelling at myself mentally.
I honestly felt like a Japanese school girl fangirling over her crush. "I-It's nothing, idiot. I'm just worried about-" I got cut off by Gon wrapping his arm around my shoulder, giving Killua a bright smile. "He's nervous because he's confessing to his crush today.~" My face was now tomato red. How could Gon just say that?
"Confessing? You like someone?" Killua sounded confused. "Y-yeah..." I say, trailing off and wanting to sink into a ball of nothingness. I wanted to die, that's how bad. 'I'm starting to regret taking my letter with me.' I thought, rubbing my tomato red face with one hand. Finally, the school bell rang, signaling that it was time for class.
"I'll see you boys later..." I said, removing Gon's arm off my shoulder and walking towards Math class. Today, Mr. Morow was teaching as a substitute for Mr. Zoldyck. I definitely wasn't looking forward to it. It always made me uncomfortable when Mr. Morow would try to get 'closer' to me as if we were friends.
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