Y͟/n͟s͟ p̲o͟v͟:I never really was the biggest fan of sport but for some reason soccer just had to catch my interest.
My father was overjoyed as a retired player, he wasn't that good as he made it out to be but I wouldn't talk back to him as he is very respectful to me so why would I disrespect him.
Deciding as it wouldn't hurt to try I started training.
The biggest mistake I have ever made, it was hell I hated running I hated everything but for some reason I continued. I was awesome in soccer, so no blame on that I was just god awful lazy. I loved sleeping more than anything as I was always bored at everything since I was terribly smart. Straight A's in school, always the newest toys, best at everything, cool clothing and popular. Even through my good childhood that I was grateful for there was always a hole in me as if I was eaten from the middle. I just felt....𝔈𝔪𝔭𝔱𝔶
It never helped that my parents strived for the best. They loved me and I knew it but it never really felt like it since they seemed to try to prove their love by buying me stuff. I never wanted the stuff but it was their money to spend and not mine.
I never knew it differently but it still didn't feel right. When I was sick and at home my dad went to work and came back every 4 hours to check up on me for 5 minutes , my mum just sat downstairs when she was home. Both of them worked but my dad's whole life just seemed dependent on it. It wasn't a simple 9 to 5 it was more of a 8 to 11, sometimes more. At least I never had to worry about having friends over.
It got worse when I was a teen since my parents thought I was pretty much able to survive on my own. Instead of my mum cooking my meals everyday she did 1 and the rest I had to figure out. Eating wasn't easy either since my dad would complain about me eating saying I looked like a pig and should stop, that hurt me a lot. I went into smoking at a young age and got into worse drugs as my parents really didn't care. That was until I had to go to the psych ward for a suicide attempt. Then they found out everything, my dad was wrecked and blamed himself while my mum put the blame on me, she stopped and started buying stuff for me.
School wasn't easy as stress wasn't my thing really I was good and had good grades but the stress was unbearable, the teachers, the students and the principal everyone of them was obnoxious, loud and annoying. I hated that about them. I met someone a few years younger than me. His name is Bachira Meguru, even tho he was everything I hated but he seemed to do everything for me so that was way easier for me than anything since I could just lay around everyday while he went to get everything I needed. He also played soccer which was quite funny as he was a bit sadistic when he played but when he saw me he would act as if he was hurt. It was pretty funny and quite the only reason I still keep up with him.
We have been friends for about 3 years now, he is 17 or 16 and I'm 18 I think. I don't really care for birthdays so I don't care how old he is and when he was born since it's just a day and a stupid number.
Looking at my computer with Meguru was hella annoying rn since he constantly jumped around.
"You should get checked for ADHD bro" he looks at me confused as if I just said the dinosaurs are alive. "WHAT WHY WOULD I DO THAT IM JUST A BIT MORE ENERGETIC THAN OTHER PEOPLE YOU KNOW THAT, N/Nnieeeee!!" He yells excitedly, I roll my eyes at this kid which is whatever. I wave him over and point at my screen where a email is shown from JFU. "What is that? Ohhhh I got one too, I'll go there if you go cause we are besties yk" I look at him more annoyed. He just needed to open his wide mouth about us being besties. "As if I would go there it's like more sport for no reason why would I join.", now it was his turn to look at me offended.He started rambling about why I should join and why I got an email as I'm so good at football. It took an hour for him to be done. As soon as he started I left to get food. The whole time I watched a movie as he rambled and such. "So?" I ask him sarcastically. "You know just try it and you'll like it and worst case scenario if you don't like it we'll leave and I'll marry you and we'll have two beautiful children." He mumbled the last part. I heard it a little but didn't ask about it. "It starts in a few days. I'll give it a try but I'll leave if I don't like it" he jumped and hugged me. "Now... get out of my house you need to go home.", I looked at him, " I don't wanna go home tho!" It is so annoying with him so I took him and threw him out the door. "We'll meet in a few days again, you'll be fine."
After closing the door in his face I walk up the stairs to get ready for bed it wasn't even late I was just so tired. I decided to lay down for a sec closing my eyes and falling into the trap of sleep. Kicking off my shoes and rolling the blanket over me I was finally ready to sleep for hours. I'll hope that blue lock thing will be worth my time.
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FanfictionAtaraxia Noun: a state of freedom from emotional disturbance and anxiety; tranquility𖧷 In which dear Y/N gets invited into blue lock and feels absolute ataraxia - Little did she know that state would turn into chaos just because of some boys