Y/N x Skibidi Toilet

Chapter 01: The Meeting

I batted my dark blue orbs and stared at the night sky.

I just broke up with my boyfriend, and things weren't going good. My heart was heavy and tears dropped down my face, ruining my mascara.

I had caught him cheating on me with another woman -- to make things even worse, she was my best friend.

"You don't understand!" She had the audacity to say.

"You were always busy." She tried to explain. "Y-You barely even saw him anyway. How can you even say you're in a relationship when you barely even talk to your boyfriend?"

That stupid, disgusting man spoke. "Y/N, please try to understand. You don't get it! It's just like what your friend said -- you're always working."

"Shut up!" I said, tears streaming down my face, my voice shaky and heart-broken. "Get out of my house!"

Even after kicking them out, my heart was still empty. I didn't even get why I was crying. We weren't even that close.

Maybe the fact that the people who were supposed to be with me and support me were the ones who ended up backstabbing me had me broken.

I sniffled, burying my face on my clothes.

"I just feel... so... unskibidi." I cried to myself.

The picture frame of that garbage excuse for a boyfriend was sitting on the bed table.

In anger, I tossed it aside, leaving it to shatter.

I don't think it matters anymore.

I had lost everything so far. My career, my boyfriend, and even my best friend.

I don't care anymore. 
No one wants me here anyway! I thought to myself, alpha-like. My already heavy heart became heavier and blacker with a heavy distaste.

I closed my eyes, and a bright light appeared before me. It was warm, and I knew that I could finally rest.

***

Or at least I thought so.

I suddenly woke up under cherry blossom trees. Cherry blossom leaves fell from above, landing on my platform shoes. I was wearing school uniform, and I was standing in the middle of a rocky pathway.

Huh?

"Y/N!" Someone called me.

I turned around to see someone with black, shiny hair and cropped bangs. She had ebony brown marbles and a big grin on her face.

She was my ex-best friend.

Seeing her, I gasped. My legs started to shake and I struggled to breath. My hands were shaking and my vision blurred. 

The one who had completely ruined my life was standing before me.

"Y-You..." I managed to stutter.

"Y/N!" That horrible girl called again. "There you are, we've been looking all over the campus for you." She stopped to catch her breath.

This doesn't make any sense.

I tried to think and gather my thoughts.

I literally jumped off a building. I remember it. I jumped off, thinking I could finally be at peace and away from these stupid little traitors. But how am I still alive? Am I dreaming? Is this real? Can people even dream after death?