Tenkai Knights One Shots

Hatred for Love - Chooki X Reader

Y/N's POV

I was walking down the hallways of my hellhole of a school, looking for someone.

That happens to be a friend of mine.

Everywhere I looked there was pink, red and white streamers and hearts and just everything lovey.

Disgusting.

I was looking around when I saw BFF/N holding hands and talking to Jason.

"Hey guys." I said, trying to ignore that they were holding hands.

"Hey Y/N." BFF/N said, letting go of Jason's hand.

Jason and BFF/N were my two best friends.

And they both knew that I wasn't into anything to do with love.

We all don't know why but I just find it disgusting.

And it's weirder because I myself had no idea why.

But because they're my best friends, they hold off with affection around me.

My other friends don't actually know about my hatred for love.

So they don't know.

And although they don't know, I don't have the courage to tell them about it.

Because I know some of them are in relationships and I don't want them to feel bad for me.

"So, why are you at school. We know that you don't like this specific day." Jason said.

"Parents won't let me stay home. Something about I'll get over my hatred for love." I said.

"I don't think that would happen any time soon. It's been four years since this hatred started and it hasn't stopped yet." Jason said.

"Yeah. I agree. But you do realise that it will stop at one point." BFF/N said.

"Totally." I said rolling my eyes.

"Anyways, we gotta head to class." BFF/N said.

"Yeah." I said.

Jason and I walked off to class.

We sat in our seats and talked.

The teacher came in and started teaching.

Halfway through the class and someone knocked on the door and walked in the class.

This student had two students with them and the three of them were holding two baskets of roses each.

I remembered what's going to happen.

Each year on valentines day, they hand out roses for certain people.

The roses have notes by the person who directed it at them.

They usually gave a week for people to want to give a rose.

They have three colours, red for love, pink for like and white for friendship.

And anyone was able to get multiple.

The student started calling out names and started giving out the roses.

Then I was called up.

One of the students gave me the entire basket of roses.

"And that's everyone." The main student said.

I put my basket on my desk.

"How do you, the one who hates love, get so much roses?" Jason asked.