A\N: I hate these so I will keep them short for you... sorry if I spell anything wrong or use incorrect grammar, I will try my hardest but please keep in mind that this is my first story... let's get into it!! (Not my art)
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Your P.O.V
Today will be a new day... I will start my new school today. My name is y/n and I was always homeschooled and I can't say I'm excited about going to a real one.
I look in my vanity mirror and brush my long, jet black hair ( if anyone gets a 5Sos reference, be my new BFF or not idc ). I try to cover the scars around my neck, my old father was not a nice man. I don't wear any makeup (sorry if you do just roll with it) so I get out of my pjs and put on my school uniform. My skirt is a bit longer than the other girls' skirts because I don't want people to try and look up mine. I don't know why I have this fear I just do. There have been a couple of cases of people who have tried and been caught.
As I walk downstairs I see my mom it's just me and her, I'm adopted ( just roll with it) . She looks at me and asks me why my hair covers my eye. Now you see my hair covers my eye because in the past when I had both of my original parents my father wasn't the kindest man to walk the planet. And before I knew it I was blinded in my left eye. I have many scars from him... I will tell about them later. "Do you want any breakfast?",My mom asked. I thought about it... "Why not, I am always hungry", I replied kindly.
After I stuffed my toast in my mouth I ran out the door " Bye mom!" I attempted to say but the noise just got muffled by the toast that I was still trying to chew.
I am a social recluse and I barley talk at all so as all the people are walking down the street talking happily to their friends I stay in the back and listen. I really do enjoy listening in on people... I know I'm such a creeper but I can't help it. As I am listening and suddenly I blank out again... I do that a lot. I begin to think about my anxiety and depression. Why me I think with a chuckle. I always wanted to be like the popular girls even though I mentally curse out every person I see, another hobby of mine. I've never had a romantic relationship and honestly I just don't care. My time will come... or not. I'm forever alone and I embrace it. Or that's what I thought until I bumped in to this one girl named Tomoko... and that's how it all started...
..TO BE CONTINUED..
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It's Not Our Fault We Fell In Love (Tomoko X Fem Reader)
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