you are the shsl nurse.
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I did not fall for this.
I did not fall for him. I fell for Hajime Hinata. Not this emotionless... thing.
I hate that they made him like this. I hate him for letting them make him like this! And now I'm stuck with him.
All because I had a crush on Hajime.
Now I'm the nurse for Izuru.
I don't know why I was stupid, even if this all happen in the span of what, a month? And- God, who lets a teenager be a nurse for another teenager?!
I lightly rap on the boys' door.
"Izuru? I'm going now." I say.
I open the door and poke my head in.
Just sitting. He's just sitting as perusal. On that boring little hospital bed in the middle of the bland room.
"You're leaving 3 hours, 44 minutes and 50 seconds early, (Y/N). Why?" The long haired boy asks.
"Y-you don't remember?" I mutter.
"I am not Hajime Hinata." Izuru shoots back coldly.
I scoff. "Oh yeah. Hajime said he would remember. Not you."
"Will you tell me what "I" forgot then?" Izuru asks. "Believe me or don't, but I am... curious."
"It's my birthday today."
The long haired boy looks at you.
"Birthday? You never told me of a birthday."
"Didn't think you would care. Hajime did. He had all these plans and..." I sigh. "Whatever. Anyway, I gotta go. I have to uh... get a cake?"
"Goodbye then. I'll see you tomorrow."
I nod. "Yep. See ya."
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Eating a cake alone is depressing. Being one year older is depressing.
"I could go see..." I begin to mutter, then i smack my own hand. "No! Bad, (Y/N), Bad!"
I huff and plop back on my couch.
"Maybe he would like it..." I mutter.
I hesitantly slice another piece of cake and put it in a little tupperware bowl.
"I mean, what's the harm right?"
"Maybe he'll like it."
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Knock knock knock
Silence.
I could just walk in. I usually do when I'm working.
Yet again i'm not working.
Knock knock kn-
"Just come in."
I push open the door. Izuru sees me and frowns.
"You said you left." Izuru huffed.
I sigh. "I did. I got lonely though. I thought that you could maybe keep me company." I admit.
"Hm. What's that you have? Cake? Is it for me?" Izuru asks.
"Well yeah! If you want it, of course."
Izuru looks at the cake then at me, with his eyebrows furrowed.
"No thanks." Izuru plainly says.
I sigh. "Okay, more for me." I fake-happily reply.
Izuru just stares at me. He doesn't say anything. The silence of the room is nearly deafening.
"Are you SURE? Cause I've got-"
"No. I said no. Why are you here? Didn't you have friends to share this cake with? The emotionless ravenette asked.
Something in me snapped. Right then and there.
"Well you're the super genius!" I spit. "Think about it!"
I then stand up. "God I can't even pretend that you're Hinata!"
Izuru stares at me. "Well it's nothing to cry about."
I touch my face. "Oh- Damn it." I mutter.
I sigh. I start to gather all my things. Izuru, though, grabs my arm.
"Do not leave. You need a friend for support. Even I know that." Izuru awkwardly says.
I wipe my eyes. "You? Support me?" I scoff.
Before I say anything rude, or something I'd regret I stop. I slowly put all my things back down. I stand in front of the edgy looking boy. He looks up at me with those piercing red eyes, which used to be a beautiful olive green.
"How are you gonna support me?" I hesitantly ask.
Izuru pats the bed, indicating that I sit. So I sit.
"Want a hug? I believe that's a way of showing support."
I giggle at Izuru. "You're so awkward." I tell him.
"I've never done this before, so please do not judge." Izuru huffs.
I notice there's a slight red tint to his face.
"Embarrassed? Odd for Mr. Emotionless." I tease.
"I- I can't blush." Izuru insists.
"Clearly you can silly!"
"Do not call me silly. I am not silly."
"Sorry for offending you!" I immediately apologize. I don't want to offend him. We're having a good time!
"You're forgiven." Izuru tells me.
And for hours after that, we talk. It's almost... normal. Despite Izuru having little to no emotion, it was an amazing time.
"Wow, it's pretty late." I say with a yawn.
"Yes. It is." Izuru agrees with a nod.
"I have school tomorrow. I ought to go get some sleep." I tell him.
Izuru nods. "As shall I. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon."
I smile at the boy. I give one last wave before grabbing all my things, and head out. Even when I'm on my way home, I'm glowing with happiness. I hope Izuru and I can keep talking like that.
Besides, he'll be a stuck in a hospital room. He can't really do much harm can he?
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a/n i was gonna write more but i have no ideas + im lazy. but yeah here's the worst thing on this whole entire site. sorry it's bad i wrote it over many moons. okay bye lol
ps: sorry for my absence i'm just not motivated. i have an idea i'm running with now xd
