I'm tired of this damn school
I'm sick of this damn class
I'm sick of that damn professor
I'm tired of this damn life...My head is normal, I looked at the clock.
"hell! " How could it be that the class started and only 20 minutes had passed? We started to take my bag and leave. The whole department was looking at me. I tried to open the classroom door, but a voice was heard behind me: "Ma'am, where do you think you are going, there is still time for the class to end."
I turned to him and"That's enough, I'm tired of this life. Why doesn't anyone ask how I'm doing? Why doesn't anyone come and tell me that everything will pass and I'll be happy soon? I'm fed up. My whole life has been spent in school. I want to be a doctor. I want to study education before school." I said and turned around.
"I don't want to live anymore"
I said and slammed the door and left
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I turned from the end of the street and was relieved when I saw the Maruetsu market in front of me, because I had been crying and looking for the market for almost two hours. I wiped my eyes and examined the brand I came to in front of the cold drinks cabinet trapped in the market.
Atsu
realtea
to the desert
PIN
Ah, I found the pin hibiscus, I added it to the tea basket, then I bought buldak ramen, paid for it at the cash register, went to the seating areas and read my meal.
After preparing my ramen, I took one of the free iced glasses and filled my green tea.
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What am I doing now? Oh I remembered, I forgot back, oh yes, I was drinking strips next to the forbidden sea in Tokyo, I leaned the bottle in my hand on the ground, leaned my head back and looked at the stars.
"I'm sorry, you are so beautiful, but I made you dirty by looking at the size."
"I haven't been able to sleep for a week. My God, what did I do? Why did I become like this? I experience that moment every time I close my eyes."
(Actually, I was going to write about it, but I'm a Muslim, so I couldn't write it, but whoever wants to read it can read it like, "Oh my god, that's what it means to be a Muslim living in Japan.")
When my phone rang, I took it out of my bag
Akai
I can't stand this life without you, I'm glad you're my lover.Mount the phone immediately to put it on hold
"Akai, how are you? It's been a long time since we've seen each other. Shall we meet this weekend before I lose you too much?"I waited for you to answer
"Excuse me, who are you?"
What? This isn't Akai's voice, it's not even a man's voice."Well, I'm Ichika Akai's girlfriend."
"What are you saying, Akai, my fiancée?!"
Tch, who would love me anyway? I am being cheated on by my lover or, sorry, I am the prostitute with whom my lover cheated on his fiancée.My tears, which I did not understand when they started to flow, started to drip onto the phone.
"I can't stand it, that's enough. All I want is to be accepted by my family. I don't want anything else. Please give me one more chance. I won't use my second chance like this. Please, just one more chance." My screams didn't stop, they continued to pour out of my mouth, I couldn't stop it anyway, it couldn't stop, I suddenly stood up, but my head started to spin. and I fell to the ground
Well, I know it's pretty short, but I didn't want to bore you, so I'll switch to the MHA universe right away. By the way, we will be reincarnated, but we won't remember our past lives, so the age difference doesn't bother me. By the way, we are 22 years old in this world, so if we could remember the past, we would be 38 years old when we enter ua. So anyway, don't forget to comment and star, I love you mucuk ❤️🔥
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FanfictionMy first story, I would appreciate it if you could comment respectfully. What would happen if you opened your eyes and found yourself in the anime universe? reincarnated story . . . . . . 🫧🪩🐇