Sanji Vinesmoke can't believe he got into the highschool of his dreams, but a overprotective father and a careless jock seem to ruin his day before it even begins.
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A book of different POVs through highschool told by the straw hats and friends.
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AN~ dedicated to @xlittle0humanx for the 99 comments in my notifications yesterday ~~~
Abience~ (n.)the strong urge to avoid someone or something.
Sanji pov
Our break for Thanksgiving had just started. That means it's been 19 days and a couple hours since the accident with Gin.
It was an accident because it wasn't supposed to happen, and he said sorry many times, over text. Politely, he asked, begged even, to meet up or hang out, but the last thing I wanted to do was be alone with him or anyone right now. What if it happens all over again?
Zeff was starting to notice the way I hunched up, but he didn't say anything. I guess he figured it was just a late phrase of teenage angst. Deep down, I wished he asked.
I want him to sit me down, and I ask why I take extra long showers or had concealer and sponges in my lunchbox.
He hasn't, no one has.
Maybe it seems like I need space, but space and silence is that last thing I need because that only leave my thoughts which are more like nightmares.
Skittishly, I jumped at the sound of my phone buzzing.
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I smiled, realizing it was a familiar contact, and one I didn't mind replying to.
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