Are we more than friends?

Its not hard for me to say goodbye

Shinsous pov

Tuesday.
(Says all of this whiles packing)
Tuesdays finally here. Time to pack. Time to prepare. Hopefully if I do a lot of the packing myself the less time I'll have to spend with whatever try hard is going to have to put up with me. That dam teacher probably put them up to it. The hero course. My hopes and dreams. everyone thing I believe in. When I was assigned to class B I was really happy. Even though I wasn't really planning on actually getting to know anyone. Since I got here these past 7 months have been hell. It's all because of that bit- that's a long story. And I'll have to see Azawia. Ughhhhhhh he seems ok but still. I guess I can't more complain....anything is better than here. A knock is on my door and I open it to only be frozen in fear.

M- so...it's true...your leaving class one be to live with the hero wanna be's. Haha how pathetic.

S- what do you want monama. Get out.

M- oh don't be a big cry baby. I know you'll miss me.

I couldn't move I couldn't breathe as he steeped behind me and gave me a kiss on my neck. I wouldn't cry...I've cried enough it's useless it doesn't change anything. He wrapped his arms around me. I started to tense up.

M- if you ever try to tell anyone about this or find someone new..don't forget...

He chuckled which gave me the shivers as he held a knife to my throat.

M- I'll kill them...slowly In font of you. Then I'll kill you. Haha!

S- how can you ever want to be a hero you jack. As-

M- watch your tone slut!

K- monama! Where are you now you scoundrel!

He let go of me and walked twords the door. He gave me one last look with a evil smile.

M- don't forget..or the blood will on your hands.

He slammed the door and I jumped. I could breathe again.I bent in half. I was having a panic attack. I grabbed my pillow and laid on my bed. Mr. Azawia walked in on me having a panic attack once in the bathroom. He showed me something..a trick...play a song and hold something or be held....deep breaths and comforting things. Boom 30 minutes later I was fine. I didn't talk about it after of course. I thanked him and walked out. I always play beautiful boy by John Lennon . I learned to like it. I gave up on packing and tried to sleep the rest of the day away after school and lunch. Tomorrow I will leave this shit hole. If only I could actually sleep.