My Passionate Lover

Hana

After Akito is getting settled at his new creepy school few days after. something big breaks out making Hiromi even worse after his hateful experience just a year ago.

(author)-And may I remind you THIS IS ALL 2 YEARS AGO so this is a flashback into the past. don't worry it will last.😉

During lunch break Hana is skipping around and whistling, she stops by and spots Hiromi in sadness shriveling as if it was cold as winter.

 "Hiromi, you okay?" Hana's voice broke through the dense fog of silence that hung over the schoolyard.

Hiromi nodded absently, eyes glued to the pattern of cracks on the concrete beneath his sneakers. He mumbled something inaudible.

 "Spill it." He looked up, met her gaze briefly, then averted his eyes again. "It's nothing," he murmured, his voice barely carrying over the distant chatter of the other students. Hana frowned, her eyes searching his face for any sign of what might be bothering him.

 They had been friends since childhood, and she knew him better than anyone. The way he was acting was so out of character for the usually cheerful and talkative Hiromi. She didn't buy it for a second.

(Author)-AWWW SHE SO DAMN REAL🥹😭😭😭😭

"Come on," she said, her voice gentle but firm rubbing his back. "You know you can tell me anything."

Hiromi took a deep breath, the weight of his secret pressing down on his chest. He had always been private about his feelings, especially when it came to family, but Hana had been there for him through thick and thin. She had seen him at his worst and had never judged him. He knew he could trust her. Finally, he spoke. "It's about my parents..," he began, his voice quivering slightly. "I... I had came out to my family."

Hana's eyes widened in shock, her hand reaching out to give his a comforting squeeze. "Oh, wow. That's... big," she said, at a loss for words.

Hiromi nodded, swallowing hard. "Yeah, it is. And they... they didn't take it well. They're still trying to understand, but it's been tense at home."

Hana listened intently, her heart going out to her friend. She knew how much his family meant to him, and she couldn't imagine the turmoil he must be feeling. "What happened?" she asked softly.

"They said some pretty harsh things," Hiromi continued, his voice barely above a whisper. "They don't get it.

 'They think it's a curse or something I just cant take back."

Her grip on his hand tightened. "It's not fair," she said, her voice filled with empathy. "You should be able to be yourself without fear."

Hiromi nodded, a tear slipping down his cheek. "That's what I thought, too," he said. "But it's not just about me anymore. It's about school, too. And I don't know how to deal with it."

Hana has been there before in the same situation and understands...

I have always seen him cry, but not like this she thought. 

The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch break. Students began to drift back into the school building, their laughter and chatter.

"We'll figure it out together," Hana assured him, standing up and pulling him to his feet. "Let's go to the library. We can talk more there."

(Author)-👏👏👏 SHOUT OUT TO OUR HANA HERE BEING SUCH A W!

As they walked down the hallway, the whispers grew louder. It was the same old story - the new kid, Akito, was the talk of the school. His good looks and mysterious aura had quickly turned him into the object of every rumor imaginable. The invisible strings of fate that seemed to tie around Hiromi and Akito had wrapped themselves around Akito, and the school was abuzz with speculation.

In the quiet of the library, Hana leaned in closer to Hiromi. "What do you know about him?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. Hiromi shrugged, his eyes distant. "Not much," he said. "He's in half my classes. He's pretty good, actually. But he keeps to himself mostly."

"Well, maybe he's would want to be your friend? I mean look at him, he is a young chick that can barley walk and seems lonely," Hana suggested. "You never know."

The thought lingered in the air as they found a secluded table and sat down. As they talked more about Akito, the weight of his own family issues began to feel a little lighter on Hiromi's shoulders. It was a welcome distraction, and he found himself becoming more and more intrigued by the enigmatic new student.

But the red strings of fate didn't just connect romantic interests; they bound friends and family as well. And as the days went on, it became clear that Akito's arrival was about to change the course of their lives in ways they never could have anticipated.

(Author)- I was thinking about naming the title endless red string it sounds good but I thought about Hana first Hiromi's bestie.

Do you think this invisible string will fade away and be cut or be sealed?

Do you think they will never find a way towards each other with the strings?

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