Closer to far apart [Naruto Fanfiction]

Prologue

Never in a million years would I have imagined me in my current position. I soundly have imagined myself so lonely in this large orb of rock. There are seven billion human lives in this rock, and yet not one of them would ever like me. I thought I had found the one person who I could trust. The one person who actually cared whether I was ill mentally and physically. But Sasuke change. He grew so distant from me because of his desire to isolate himself. I still truly don't understand why he left me all alone. We had each other and that meant something to me. It meant that my life wasn't worthless. That I was something to someone.

But I guess that's not the reality of things anymore. Not now that I'm alone again. He and I had been best friends through grade school and half of Junior High. But something switched in him, and I'm not sure what. But over time, he started distancing himself away from me. Then one day, he pretended like he didn't even know me. And ever since that day it's been the same. I no longer have someone to walk through the halls with. Or someone to sit at lunch with. Or even to really talk to. For these past few years, I've had no one but myself. And I thought it would be fine. I thought I would be able to deal with it, but now I know I was lying to myself.

Human beings were built to socialize. Not to cope on heir own. But unfortunately, I wasn't lucky enough to be born with the skill to socialize. I can hardly speak a sentence to someone without stuttering. My mind goes blank as soon as anyone directs any sort of word towards me. I can't be "casual". In my world, there is no "casual". Even when I had Sasuke, I still had trouble speaking to others. But Sasuke, he had helped me with the problem by breaking my shell and allowing himself into my personality. I could actually talk to him. I could hold out a conversation with him. He didn't judge me. No matter how dumb the things I did were, he was always there for me.

- until he wasn't.

I can hardly remember the days in which I fondly talked to Sasuke. He had shut me out through the course of a month. One month exactly. He has a new life now. He was always popular, but now he's booming with attention. As soon as you see the stampede of girls, you know Sasuke is near. Sasuke unintentionally runs the school. Like they say in comedies, "All the guys want to be him, all the girls want him."

I could never deal with the attention he gets. I'd be overwhelmed. Having crowds of people following me around, analyzing everything I do. That is my definition of terrifying. But somehow, Sasuke just ignores it. It's grown a part of his normal life; having a dozen girls at all times following him around is normal. He, unlike me, doesn't care what others think of him. And he never has.

I don't know what his intentions now are or what he thinks of the attention, but the old Sasuke, my Sasuke, would've detested all of this. He would've put his hood over his head, grabbed my wrist, and turned the other directions.

This void of loneliness I live in has caused my anxiety to get worse. Everywhere I look, someone is towering over me. Judging me. It's really strange to feel so alone when surrounded by so many people.