Part 1

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Table of codeing
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(Y/N) - your name
(Pov) - point of view
(d/f/c) - darker shade of favorite color
(f/b/f) - favorite breakfast food
'...' - Thoughts
"..." - Talking
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(Y/N) Pov
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After not being able to fall asleep because of nervousness. I was finally enjoying a little bit of sleep. After my small nap (if you could even call it that) I was woken up by my alarm clock screeching at me. I turned it off groggily and got out of bed to stretch my sore muscles. Then a thought hits me like a ton of bricks, today decides my future. I instantly start hyperventilating thinking of all the things that could go wrong. I was so worried I didn't even realise that someone had entered my room, but the second I felt arms wrap around my torso I stiffened. All that was going on a second ago vanished and I focused on getting out of their grasp.

After I escaped their hold, I quickly turned around ready to threaten whoever had been holding me, but as soon as I saw who it was I stopped myself... it was my mom. She gave me a concerned look seeing that I was in such a state. When usually I am the one keeping a calm facade when all hell broke loose! I quickly tried to find an excuse for my demeanor. After a few seconds I came up with one, I looked my mom in the eyes and said, "Don't worry nothing really happened. I just fell out of bed because of my alarm and my asma started acting up." After I said that I gave her the most genuine smile I could offer her, and I looked in her eyes and saw that she truelly believed what I said wasn't a lie.

I'm actually kind of curious with how I actually got away with that, but it probably has to do with me getting my mother to completely trust me; and I've just had a lot of practice at lying. After that I quickly asked her to exit my room so I could get ready for today's "big event" as soon as I said that her eyes became the size of saucers and she began telling me things like, "Good luck!", "I know you can do it!", "Try your hardest!", and so on and so forth. THEN she left, after she exited my room I closed and locked the door.

I went to my bathroom to take a shower, and brush my teeth. That took me around 13 minutes, afterwards I went over to my closet I wanted to wear something that wouldn't be restricting- so I could move around more freely. I also wanted something that wasn't going to attract a lot of attention. After I thought that I looked at my wardrobe and laughed at myself, for years I have contrived my wardrobe to pretty much push away any sort of attention. I was skanning through my clothes, when I decided I would wear gray sweatpants with a (d/f/c) T-shirt. They were loose enough to be able to move around in, but weren't so loose I could lose my footing or something in them.

After I was finished choosing the most strategic outfit I could I unlocked my door, and went to the kitchen. Once I entered the kitchen the most amazing smell entered my nose... (f/b/f)!!! I quickly looked around the kitchen for it/them, but to my disappointment my mom stopped me by saying, "Stop looking (Y/N) they're/it's not done yet." I responded by nodding my head and saying, "Ok." I just went and sat at the dinner table while I waited. No more than 2 minutes later the (f/b/f) was/were done I said, "Thank you", then started eating my breakfast quietly. After I finished eating my breakfast I went and put the plate into the sink, to clean later. I walked up to my mom then said, "Goodbye" and gave her a quick hug.

As I turn around to walk out the door I straighten my back, so that I look as confident as possible in front of my mom. Though the second the door closed I let my thoughts take over my mind. They kept on telling me that 'You're not good enough to go to U.A. High school.' Then I started talking to myself, "What were you thinking trying out for this high school? You would just drag it's prestigious name through the mud." After long consideration I decided I was going to turn around and go back home before I made a fool of myself, but I was already standing in front of the school... 'What should I do now?' I questioned myself.

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