Dear Diary,
This is my last entry. I'm going to burn this later. Oikawa has no proof I ever liked Kyoutani, now everything he says can be dismissed as his opinion and his opinion only. I'm tired. I have a headache. I've barfed 3 times in the last hour. Dad's yelling. I'm fucked. I'm really fucked.
This entry is going to be special. I'll just dedicate paragraphs to certain things going on, get everything out.
I'm an idiot. I'm underage and drink more than my dad does. I need to stop. He's threatening to put me into foster care. I can't. I can't go with a foster. I can't go with my mum either. I'm sorry, Dad.
School is stressing me out. I'm trying so hard, but I'm so distracted by everything else. I have too much going on. I think I might drop out. I don't know what I'll do after, I'll probably have to get a job like a cashier or fast food worker. But that'll also add stress. Nothing is going right.
I love Kyoutani. There's no doubts about it now. I don't know what to do. He doesn't like me back, he never will. I annoy him, he probably hates me. I wish I could just make my feelings disappear. I wish I could disappear. I hate love, and everything associated with it. I want love and all of my feelings to burn with this diary.
Goodbye, Diary.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Diary, {KyouHaba}
Fiksi PenggemarShigeru Yahaba's diary falls out from his school bag and Kentarou Kyoutani is the one to find it. Characters belong to Haruichi Furudate.
