Hate [Modern! Sasuke x Reader]

Prologue

Name's P.O.V

I sat down quietly as I stared into space, daydreaming. After some minutes, I snapped back to reality because of the noise which was caused by the one only, Sasuke Uchiha. The squeals of his fangirls annoyed the total hell out of me. I didn't see why every girl (except me and Hinata), fell for him. Truth be told, he was attractive, but his attitude is total shit: extremely egotistic, rude, and antisocial. I sighed and waited for the homeroom teacher to arrive. He arrived after about twenty minutes, and the fangirls FINALLY piped down.

--timeskip to lunch—

I walked to the cafeteria with Naruto and Sasuke. I was quite pissed at the fact that Naruto always brought him along even if Mr. Duckass refused. I sighed. We all took a seat and Sakura and Ino went to the direction of Sasuke, which was unfortunately beside me. 'Why do I have to be beside him?' I thought as Sakura and Ino were talking to him, but they were ignored. "Go away. You annoy the shit out of me." He said, making me look at them from the side of my eye. He was glaring daggers at them. The two girls obeyed and went back to their table.

I looked away from him and ate my lunch. "Oi! Don't ignore me!" Naruto said as he pouted. "Then why don't you start a conversation?" I told him. He started talking about anime and video games, which sparked my interest, but Sasuke remained silent. Eventually after all the chatting, lunch break was over and time to head to the other classes.

--timeskip to dismissal—

Naruto insisted in walking me home, and Sasuke walked with us since we all lived in the same neighbourhood. Naruto's house was nearer to school so he had to go home first, leaving me and Sasuke. We were walking to the direction of my house and I decided to break the silence. "Hey Sasuke," I said. He turned to me. "Why don't you smile anymore?" I asked him. "I just don't feel happy, that's it." he replied as he shrugged.

I tilted my head. "And why is that?"

"None of your business. But I have a question for you, why did you change right after middle school?" I was surprised by this.

"Hey duckbutt let's play!" I said cheerfully, waving at Sasuke. He turned at me and glared. "Fuck off." He said coldly. 'What did I do wrong?' I thought. My fists were clenched. "She has no one to turn to anymore, doesn't she?" I heard a girl say. "She doesn't any other friends and her family died in an accident. Jeez, what a loser!" I heard a boy say as he laughed. I clenched my fist even tighter and I bit my lip. I turned to them and laughed, surprising them. I grinned. "Oh? A loser huh? Fine, then fight me outside the school gates. Invite anyone you want to invite. They'll just see you lose anyway! I will be the winner and you'll be the loser!" The boy went red with anger. "FINE, GIRLY!" He said as he stomped off with his friends. I was acting tough, but I wanted to cry. It was not because I might lose the fight; it was because what they said was true; I have no one else to turn to.

We met at the school gates and I went to a fighting stance .He tried to punch me but I easily dodged. I kept on dodging until I finally memorized his movement. I punched him on the face and kicked him in the gut. He fell on the ground and the students looked at me with a terrified expression. "If anyone reports this, or try to mess with me, then you know what's coming!" Every day after that, I was feared by the students and Sasuke would just walk past me and not say a single word. It pisses me off that I did nothing wrong and he left me behind. I didn't have anyone to turn to anymore. I didn't even know if I was sadness or anger, but it was probably both. It's just that the sadness was stronger.

"None of your business." I said coldly, not looking at him.

We arrived at my house. "Thanks for walking me home, I guess." I said, emotionless. Before I could close the door, I heard him say the words: "I'm sorry..." I closed the door and leaned on it, thinking of what he said. I sighed. 'I don't even know if he really meant what he said.' I thought. I went up to my room, thinking about those words repeatedly.

'I'm sorry....'