Tenkai Knights One Shots

Risking his life for her - Ceylan X Reader

Y/N's Pov

I looked at the cuts on my arms again.

Each one had a word.

Worthless.

Useless.

Ugly.

And many more painted my arms.

I hated myself.

And I didn't really know why.

Maybe because I was bullied.

Or maybe it was just me.

But there was something I was looking forward to each day.

My friend.

Ceylan Jones.

I love being able to talk to him.

And although it was selfish, I would give everything up to continue being able to talk to him.

But I couldn't.

Because he had his friends.

So we could hardly talk to each other.

But he never stopped making an effort to make me laugh.

And that made me feel a little bit of happiness.

"Y/N!" I heard someone yell to me.

I snapped out of my thoughts.

I realised that I was daydreaming and I looked at my sleeves to see if I had accidentally pulled it up.

Thankfully I hadn't.

"Yeah?" I asked, turning to the person who had called me.

"I need your help." Said person was Beni who had grabbed my hand and dragged me somewhere.

"What is it this time." I asked.

"I need your help with the stuff for the winter formal." Beni said.

I rolled my eyes.

Soon enough we got to the party comitee's room and I helped them out.

"Thanks." Beni said when I was leaving.

"No problem." I said.

I was walking around until I had seen Ceylan.

"Hey Ceylan." I greeted as I approached him.

"What?" Ceylan asked.

"I wanted to say hi." I said.

"You've said it. Now can you leave me alone." Ceylan said.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked.

"It's none of your business." Ceylan said.

"Oh, okay." I said, defeated.

I walked away from him and went to class, having to go through my last two classes for the day.

Once class had finished, I went home.

I went straight to my room and looked at the razor sitting on top of my dresser.

I sighed as I took of my jacket.

I looked at the cuts that rested upon my arms.

I sighed again, feeling worn out.

I fell back on my bed and closed my eyes, immediately falling asleep.

After a few minutes, although it felt like hours, I had woken up.

Dark thoughts invaded my mind as I stared at my razor.