Roses

𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

"Maybe... I'm just lingering on false hope. That's all." -Y/n L/n-

(Y/n pov)

Drained.

Even after I fall to sleep.

I am exhausted.

The silence in the house is enough for me to know that Itona has already left for school. So I must have woken up late today, how rare. Leaving my bed, I decided that what was best for today was to stay home. For me to think. For me to find a solution to this.

The dream catcher never moved from what I remember when I sulked in the bed. So no dreams. "Ahh," I stretch myself before I make my bed. I remove the tissues on the bedside table and throw them into the rubbish. "Let's get myself being a bit productive."

Even when I don't want to.

"My face is puffy now," I chuckle. Just by looking in the mirror, I knew how much I had cried. What I thought were streams of tears were rivers. "I'm so tired..." I crouch myself down to the floor and lean on the bathroom walls. Taking breaths one by another. I give myself a moment and take a sip from my water bottle nearby.

It might be one of the few mini panic attacks I will have today. I predict before starting my routine with a slow pace. Exhaling a breath, I look at the mirror and cover them slowly with my concealer. A few dabs on the cheek and a lip tint coloring my lips.

"Just be gone huh,..." I repeat what I remember yesterday as I braid my hair. Tie it with a hair tie that has a rose charm on it. I look at the square mirror in my wardrobe, then at the picture I took with my friends on that rainy day... if that's what they still considered me.

Staring at the colorful picture for too long, my hand covered my eyes to hide it. But slowly I tear my gaze back to the picture. My hand slowly traces around the corners before taking it down and putting it under my lamp to hide it.

So troubling for others, and people call me a modest student. I chuckle at the thought.

I truly have caused trouble for everyone. It is somewhat my fault, right? But I can't believe they... never mind...

I quickly wipe the tears that almost fall onto the floor. A shaky sigh escapes my lips as I take my bag and step out of the house to buy the groceries for the next few days. Treading my way to the supermarket, I look around the streets. But my observation was cut off when my phone buzzed inside my bag.

Oh? Father? I answer the call as I rush to find a more quiet place. "Good morning Father? Is anything wrong?" I make sure to give my usual voice, stabilizing any cracks that my voice could give away. "I heard from Karasuma-san that you didn't show up to school today. May I ask why?" "Oh?" she giggles softly before speaking. "I'm... just a bit tired today, Father. So I would rather stay at home today and self-study alone."

"Is that so?" "Yep!" I put a happy tone into it as I reluctantly smile to make sure the tone is natural. "Are you sure? I heard... what happened around the school. Things travel pretty fast." Oh.. rumours do travel quickly. "It's fine. Shuu and I do plan to tell them all. I just didn't expect to be revealed this fast..." I laugh. Diffuse the situation, diffuse the situation, please.

"Oh but I looked at the photos, and it seems like someone from E-class did it. Are you sure you'll be okay with them?" I freeze for a bit. He hit the right spot.

"It's alright. I'm fine father. Besides, I don't think anyone in E-class would do it. They're my friends, and I trust them." "If you say so then." I hum as a reply before giving him a goodbye and ending the call.