[High School AU] "Life of Tapops High Students and Teachers"

2 · Second day (2/?)

-Trigger warnings up ahead! (Mention of neglect, abuse, blood, derealisation(?), hints of death, and some other stuff.)

-Also, pov changes throughout the chapter, so be warned lmao.

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•^Sori^• °^first perspective/diary^°

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It was PE now, the course of the classes had definitely been fun! I liked how in science class we got to learn about the other intergalactic alien species! Supra had to get changed for PE, and I had to sit near the stands.

Supra told me to go sit down and just watch, which was totally boring by the way. There was nothing fun to do, so I just sat there and watched. Fidgeting with the buttons on my shirt, it was a nice distraction!

I didn't really need to change, since the teacher said I didn't need to. It's not like I could participate in PE anyways, not with my arm being the way it is!

It isn't really fun working with an arm that doesn't move as I want it too, especially when I used to be a huge fan of volleyball. The arm that got injured was my dominate arm, the arm I depend on the most...

Its not like I'll blame anyone, I was the one who didn't check the streets for any cars on the way home from school! Ah, Supra just got one goal for his team! Yay, go Supra!

——a small doddle of Supra——

So, like I was saying! Supra got one goal for his team, and Lisa got another one for their team! I'm alone on the bench, so, even if I could participate, one of us would have to sit out!

Mostly because the number of people in our class isn't really an even number, I heard a student that was meant to be in our class suddenly went into a coma a week before school even started! Can you believe that?

Writing in this notebook that Abang Cahaya gave me so that I could pour out my emotions, or, as he says, definitely helps! I can doddle, write and even do this (≧∇≦)/ :3 and more! I don't really plan on being an artist,

But if my arm continues to be the way it is, I'll consider art classes! Gardening isn't any good for me, and so does being a scientist. For one, Abang Daun's a gardener! Two, Abang Cahaya's a scientist!

I can't be as smart as Abang Cahaya, nor can I be as knowledgeable about plants like Abang Daun, so being an artist is basically the only way I can cope with it!

Well, it might seem pathetic, but really, drawing and writing in this diary's practically the only thing keeping me sane. Or as the doctors say, I don't know what I need to be sane for though. I mean, I'm already fine!

My mental health check up at the hospital two weeks earlier proved that I had no other problems! So, why do they keep looking at me in pity and concern? They even talked about my parents.

I don't like my parents, believe it or not! For one, they keep switching me out to be with their real family when they don't need me!

Most of the time, I'll just be left alone at Abang Fang's house, I like Abang Fang! He gives me sweets, and reads me bedtime stories when I was younger!

(Why can't my parents do that?)

Depending on others' affection isn't really something I want, nor is it something I seek for. Maybe that's why I keep giving Supra affection instead?