LOVEBUG ; 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐮 ‪‪❤︎‬ ✿

CHAPTER THREE: DEAR DIARY,

SHINOBU KOCHOS POV

I believe im a good person.

So if you don't know me, and you've gotten this far, there are three things you need to know about me.

1. I hate diaries, but I love my older sister too much to say no to her ideas.
2. I hate parties with every fiber of my being. They are my bane.
3.....I hate admitting this. I might actually have a crush on her. You know who.

For starters, let me explain. In order, of course. 1, My elder sister; Kanae, had a bright idea in the middle of one of our horrifically frequent awkwardly silent 'family' dinners. — I find it stupid to call our nightly meals a family dinner when my parents are home once in a blue moon, though.

I recall Kanae lifting a finger suddenly, fixing her posture and sitting upright, which indirectly caused her chair to screech against the floorboards as she scooted backwards. Halting the relentless prodding of her food she was doing with her chopsticks, leaving the meal on her plate half-eaten. "Shinobu. You should try using a diary. I hear it's beneficial towards letting out your emotions in a healthy manner!" I had no choice but to half heartedly agree. Then she immediately gave me a navy blue book with lined paper on the inside, saying I should journal daily. About anything.

Honestly? It might work. If I was still thirteen and going through boy problems.  Like, thanks, 'mom.'

Kanae Kocho is one of a few who know about my actual frustration towards literally everything, but seriously, how can everyone fuck up everything? It's better if I just hold it back, smile and look pretty. Better than to yell at them. She said it was better to be passive aggressive towards
people rather than arguing. And if I can, being passive rather than passive aggressive, and so be it then.

Like that whole 'if you can't run, jog,' motto people have.

Kanae Kocho is perfect. How can I disagree when that's all i've heard my whole life, forever compared to her? I have to live up to the expectations of my parents as Kanae's younger sister.

She just wants me to tone it down. So I will.

Moving on to 2. Parties. It makes me exhausted even thinking about them. So ya see, in sixth grade, I was a huge fan of them. Kind of how Kanao, my younger sister,  feels right now about parties. All the best times harbored in the crammed spaces smelling of illegally acquired booze and horrible board games that eventually end up all over the floor causing people to stub their toes relentlessly, with the occasional football game blaring on the television that nobody but to-be-frat-boys want to watch.

Maybe it's just because I matured. Or because I went to highschool. In my opinion, it's just the one place where teenagers can show their true colors before they're forced to become an adult. Or whatever that means. Reach the age of eighteen, you know?

— Yeah, so, in seventh grade, I attended this huge party hosted by another girl in my grade. I didn't know her all too well, but Mitsuri was going, and wanted me to tag along. Since Iguro didn't want to go, more specifically. And even more specifically, since the hostess wanted everyone who could make the time to be available to attend her trashy party. Unbeknownst to her absent parents, who were away on business duties.

Long story short, come to the birthday song, she got the cake smashed into her face in front of all the attendees by her 'best friends', threw everyone out onto her lawn, and locked every entrance available. And with a ton of angry, horomonal teens, there proceeded to be a brawl of people fighting over whether they were right to ruin her party or not. There was also a lot of crying.