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on the day of the graduation party, y/n was sexual harassed three times;
one boy groped her ass while she was walking to historia's house.
one man cat-called her while she was walking -with the two girls- to the party.
and a delivery man stared a little too much at her breasts when she was waiting for sasha outside of her house.
but, none of that mattered to her. because she knew that was the price to pay for being a woman.
she sighed, as she looked at her friends laughing and having fun. they were talking with jean and she didn't want to go any closer, in case he felt uncomfortable.
even after all his staring, y/n didn't know how he felt around her.
but all that flew out of her head when sasha motioned her to come closer and she saw the smile on his face.
her heart was beating loudly against her chest and she feared he'll be able to hear it if the music went out.
he was talking to her with that voice of his that made her calm down. her hands stopped shaking, because she wasn't filled with the fear the three men left her with.
she wanted to open her mouth and tell him about them, because she was sure he knew. she was sure he could tell something was wrong from the way her eyes screamed for comfort and safety.
yet, she pushed it all aside and tried to enjoy her time with her friends. and jean.
she laughed, she danced, she sang, she talked and she took photos and videos· thinking that she was actually happy.
but, once she laid on her bed that night, tears started streaming down her face. tears of pain and regret.
she checked her instagram, noticing that ymir texted her back. y/n, of course, told her everything that happened.
i'm so sorry bae ☹
i hope you're gonna be okay ☹💕
this is disgusting
i hate them
men will burn in hell for their sins
god put you here. he will take you out and make it as painful as possible.
die
all of them
😭
the way my jaw dropped while reading those
what? they will
rats
y/n smiled softly, thankful to have a friend like ymir in her life. this girl was able to put a smile on her face, even on her worst days.
yet, she could still feel regret. no matter how hard she shallowed the lump in her throat, it was still there to suffocate her.
'why the fuck didn't i say something to those men? and why the fuck didn't i say that to jean?'
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