Juvia walked into the classroom as she looked around to find her seat. She quietly walked into the room with the class silently watching her every move. This is why Juvia doesn't like coming to school.
They all look at her as if she is some criminal, some disgusting creature.
She takes a seat by the window and looks out of it. The weather everyday seemed to be bad, pouring down onto the roads and pavements. Juvia look to the whiteboard, face holding no such emotion. She watches the teacher teach the topic again.
She wants to leave.
To be away from this school, this city, and go somewhere far away where she doesn't have to meet those judging eyes.
Because she feels suffocated.
She wants to be happy again.
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its called love // gruvia
FanfictionShe doesn't know why the rain keeps on following her. She wished she knew why. Was it because she was born to be like this? He still remembers the day he became cold. He knows why he is still like this. So why can't he stop the pain and loneliness...
