Secrets in the shadows

Old wounds

Shins pov: I hate this. Last week I found out that Udon kids are being transferred to another school. Mom told me I had to go but I refused to go, eventually I listened and went. I wasn't thrilled for this I mean I had enjoyed my school I was seen as god their a protector. I had to be one for everyone even though long ago I had lost mine.

I still remember the day he left me sitttng there as if it was the end of our relationship and our friendship. I hated every day for the last few years because he left me alone and he lied to me saying we were always going to be together and no one would stop us. Saint with the only one who cared to love him the way he did and they had no shame. After that I was happy I didn't see his face but in the truth my old wounds just reminded me of how much I wanted to be with him again.

It was now Monday and it was time for me to go back to school. On my way I dropped my sister off first as it is my only duty for a now. After that I was on my way when kids from other school were trying to jump me, growing up as the protector I made a name for myself outside of school and every knew, everywhere I went I managed troubles. But it didn't stop me.

I ran from the situation and hid because I wasn't in the mood for this bullshit right now. After it was clear. I made my way to school noticing I was already late on my first day. As I entered the building one of the teachers grabbed my shirt while everyone else walked, I endured it. It wasn't the first time and it definitely wasn't the last. As I saw my friends and the teacher walk in first I wondered and thought. What if Saint was here? I quickly stopped because of the change in my mood when I thought of him. I was quickly called in by the teacher.

I was busy introducing myself when someone from the class shout my name in a soft tone. Part of me hoped that it was one of my friends but as I turned my head all I could see was him. The person who broke me years ago shin. As we stared at each other my mind couldn't help but flash back into the old memory of us and then it flash in to the old pains, I could feel my expression and mood changing eventually Saint broke the state and ran to the bathroom. I took a seat right next to his desk and five minutes later asked to relieve myself.

There I was standing in the bathroom looking at him in his face. So many emotions build and I didn't know what to do all I could think of was rage and in the end I remember punching Saint in the face and watched him fall to the ground. Before I could act any further the teacher pulled me out of the bathroom and sent me to the office to cool down. Once Saint a woke he was their as well now it just us sitting next to each other slient.

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