Absolutely not. ~{ Michael Afton x Male Reader}~

~ 11 ~

This chapter is kinda shit bc im tired. school is fun :/ /sarcasmmmmmmm

sponsered by my cats.

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Y/n Pov

       I immediately went to the restroom. Ready to scrub my wrists again. I can't believe myself. What happened to brutal honesty? Come on man. You know he can do something about it. Michael is in here. Ironic. I just go for the sinks; pretending I didn't notice him.. "Hey (y/n)!" He says joyfully. I look in his direction. I feel my lips twitch upwards. "Hey.."

     He washes his hands next to me. "...Is everything okay? What happened?" He asked casually. Right. Detention. With Kennith. I hope he doesn't come anywhere near me."... Kennith was being a dick. Nothing more. I have a week of detention though.." I scrub my wrists. "I see. Jesus. I'm sorry (Y/n), but if it makes you feel any better; i have detention too." I feel my smile widen. "Really? That's cool.." He turns off his faucet. I quickly turn off mine. I want to be around him. He's... My.. Friend? Is he my friend? Or is he just being kind to me for no reason? I mean he offered to have lunch with me.. But maybe that's out of decency. "Ready to go to lunch?" He asked. "...Yeah." I smile at him.

-lil time skip.-

      He leads me to the courtyard, where there are very few students, besides a small group of kids over by a small tree. Lonely. He grasps my hand, leading me over to the group of kids. It doesn't take long to get there. They watch us with a smile. I look up at Michael with a nervous expression. He smiles back, giving my hand a reassuring rub. He looks away. "Hey guys!" He sits on the ground, so I sit too. Nervous. I should've assumed he had friends. He introduces me, I simply nod along. Not really paying attention. I watch the air. It's snowing, light, but still snowing. A singular flurry falls upon the tip of my nose. I blew it off. Everyone converses amongst themselves. I don't mind though. I stare into the distance, watching. It's nice out. Gloomy. The bell rings. It's time to go to class.

-Another time skip. I'm lazy. SOrry guys.-

     The bell rings for the final time today. I leave the classroom. Desperate to exit the hellhole that I'm in. Everyone shoves me in different directions as I follow a small string of students not going towards the buses. Coincidentally, I bump into Kennith-- or rather. He shoved me. Something falls out of his pocket as he does so. Quite a few photos. Developed. I squat down to pick them up. Photos... of me. In my home.. I turn to watch him leave.

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Short but not sweet.

sorry for the shortness.

toodles

-your papaaaaaaauuurtrrrrrrr