My Anime Love Life Game: Anime xreader

Chapter 2: Adults will never understand

-(Y/n)'s POV-

I choked my tears back, forming a rather large lump in my throat. A series of angry curses shouted in my mind. With every sentence, the tears were harder to go down.

I turned my back to the group, though it didn't make me feel any less exposed. I walked away slowly, afraid that if I went faster I would trip because of the tears blurring my vision. None of the girls followed me. They sat there in shock. Dammit, there goes my afternoon, I thought.

For the rest of the afternoon, I got an earful from the principal who then sent me to the guidance counselor. And here I was hoping to avoid her until I could finally put this school behind me.

I knew there was a reason I didn't like her. That instinctual dislike was instantly validated when the guidance counselor started treating me like I was a frightened animal. Trying to tiptoe around the issue that needed to be addressed directly.

"(Y/n), you need help. You need to know where the boundary is between reality and, well, fiction," the guidance counselor said, knitting her fingers together.

"I already know the boundary between the two!" I shouted, rising from my chair.

"No, (Y/n), you don't. I think this will all be resolved with a little break from anime. Maybe then you won't feel the need to punch another girl because of it."

Why do they criticize me for the things I like! They have their own interests, yet mine is the one they go against! What happened to freedom! Or rights! Aren't I allowed to be myself just like everyone else!

"This so-called 'fiction' is much better than your reality! I don't need to give up anime. Do you want to know why? Because I don't need help! I don't need a guidance counselor! I don't need anyone else but myself! I learned a lot more from anime about emotions and life than a mere guidance counselor like you could ever teach someone like me!" I shouted, my voice rising with my anger.

The guidance counselor blinked at me a couple of times before coming to her senses. "Are you raising your voice to me, Miss (L/n)?"

"A little late to be asking that now," I muttered, and with that, I walked out of her office and started back home. I'd have to get through this day first if the school wants to give me detention.

(Time skip)

When I got home, I immediately went to my bedroom and shut myself in. I sat on the floor and leaned my back on the door since I didn't have a lock.

Then, there was a knock on the door. "(Y/n)? Did you punch another girl at school?" my mom called on the other side.

"Yeah, so?" I said, flatly.

"'Yeah, so'? (Y/n), that's bad."

"Yeah, so?" I replied, trying to tick her off.

"You are grounded from your devices and anime. Don't expect them to get them back any time soon," my mom said in a low, furious whisper.

"No." Expecting a reply that would only make me feel worse, I buried my head in the tight coil of my arms to block it out. "Never," I said to myself. My mom probably wasn't there anymore to hear me.

-???? POV-

"Human emotions are so fragile, " I mumbled. "Humans are liars. They say they understand, but really, they end up judging you."

A laugh suddenly leapt from my throat, filled with the bitterness (Y/n) must be feeling now. "Adults will never understand."

A/n: I hoped you liked the chappy! Hope to update soon! I'm glad some of you are liking my story!