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Converse High

tbh i was lowkey inspired by bts's converse high. also, this is something short and lowkey 'crack but it's taken seriously' au of the sort, so yeah some things are clearly gonna be different and stuff. anyways, this is a filler for something bigger i'm planning, just check my message board if you want more details since i'm too lazy to type it out here-

warnings for;

- swearing (like, a lot)

- stupidly serious???

- sayori's still got issues but they're different kinds oof

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It was a bright day, with the sun's beams shining down on all the people in the park. Kids were letting out excited shrieks as they played about the playground, scrambling past or on various pieces of multicolored equipment, or maybe instead shaping castles or other more creative figures in the little sandbox nearby. People of all walks of life and age strolled about the place leisurely, taking in the surroundings of minty green grass, trimmed bushes and randomly arrayed plots of pretty flowers. There were even a few families and couples enjoying a lovely picnic under that warm afternoon daylight and hot blue sky, adults fondly watching over children observing insects crawl here and there, or play tag and other kiddy games with the other young ones. Amongst the usual ongoings of a typical park, Sayori was happily skipping along the graveled pathway, icecream cone in hand as she gleefully licked away at the creamily cold treat, though there was a slight sorrow in her chest she couldn't quite shake off completely.

It had been a nice day, yes, but Hibiki had refused to go hang out with Sayori because, well, Yuri on Ice was apparently more important than spending time with your childhood friend. Sayori had done everything in her power - pout, give him her biggest, saddest puppy-eyes ever, chastise him for his very clear obsession with anime (and manga too, for that matter), promise him that pinky swear, she wouldn't ask for help with her homework for the rest of the semester - in order to convince him, but Hibiki had been dead set on watching the series finale, so he had quickly ushered Sayori out the moment he realized she was not going down without a fight. He'd promised that they'd go to the park another time and that he'll pay for everything to make it up to her, but that still hadn't stopped Sayori from shouting out "Meanie!" when he locked the front door.

Sayori huffs at the memory, frowning at the frozen confection in her hand for just a split second. Hibiki had been spending less and less time with her lately, and as much as it sounded like something like an angry girlfriend would say, Sayori's starting to think that anime might as well have replaced her. She misses hanging out with her more often than not oblivious friend, and the hurt gnawing at her heart only grew stronger as she mulls over the fact in her head. 

Was Sayori just not a good enough friend for him anymore? Was he losing interest in their friendship because she ended up changing for the worst? Hibiki had often complained about Sayori being too messy, too much of a klutz, too childish, too loud and annoying. Was that why he's now slowly drifting away from her? From the little boat of bonds they'd made and strengthened over all those years? There's a million doubts and thoughts running through her mind as she bit down on her bottom, face downcast while all those sudden realizations hit her in the speed of bullets.

Did Hibiki not want to be her friend anymore?

The question sent shivers down Sayori's spine, and not the good, tingling ones that usually screamed out her excitement, but rather made her uneasy and jumpy, the kind that you'd have while watching a horror movie in the middle of the night as cliché as it sounds. And, to be fair, Sayori was terrified, scared half-dead by the possibility that one day, she might lose Hibiki, no longer be able to pester and mother him, to be the shoulder he'd lean on for support, to be the one he'll count on and be there for no matter what. It's cheesy, Sayori knows that, but all that cheesiness had been built on hopes and promises from her early years, and Sayori's a dreamer, so she desperately clung to those now basically meaningless words, to empty and false aspirations they had once upon a time uttered. But, as time passed by and they grew older and older in accordance to that, Sayori had finally noticed that Hibiki had outgrew those youthful wishes they used to daydream about. He's older and thus more sensible; he's ready to make the last transition over to adulthood, and that unfortunately might include letting go of Sayori.