Kuroo. I was done with him. We was done. I hate him so much.
"I'm sorry Shōyo, by I'm going to have to excuse myself." I said, standing up. I pushed in my chair as I left, Shōyo watching me with wide eyes.
I heard him mutter a line of cuss words as I walked to our room.
He wasn't in the dining hall, so he'll be in the main room. Or maybe Bokuto and Akaashi's room.
Finally, I reached our room. I burst through the door, angrily slamming it open.
In the room I see Kuroo, speaking with Bokuto and Akaashi.
I said two words, leaving them speechless.
"I know."
Dear reader,
I have weighed the pros and cons of keeping my wattpad and decided to keep it. For now. But I'm removing all other forms of social media I have.
Sincerely,
Chihiro
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Fiksi PenggemarPsychological repressing: A theorized psychological behavior where people make the unconscious decision to forget unwanted memories so as to reduce anxiety. But why would I forget when all I want is to remember? -------------------- Former Prince t...
