"Mom, how much longer?" He whispered.
"A little more now keep quiet." Yuri sighed at the response. The boy knew as of now she wasn't fond of him, not after what had happened.
Finally, they were boarding the plane.
'Here's to a new life.' He thoug...
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Tw // anxiety attack
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Waking up was so difficult in the morning, especially if you were still somewhat jet lagged and had to get up in the wee hours.
Going to the kitchen, he noticed his mom was passed out on the couch, he sighed at this. Yuri's suspicion of her drinking that night was confirmed.
The boy was honestly amazed in how she managed to find a place to drink in a foreign place.
Sighing, he hastily prepared breakfast for he knew if he didn't, he'd get yelled at. Making a simple scrambled eggs with bacon, the boy then walked back to his room to get ready.
Glancing at the alarm clock on his bed side table, he noticed it was still pretty early but then again he takes an absurd amount of time to shower.
He finished his morning routine and decided on wearing a very simple outfit that consisted of dark wash skinny jeans, a black hoodie, and for the shoes he settled with black converse.
Mother dearest was sitting in the kitchen and eating the breakfast he made.
"Bye mom, I'm going to school," he tried to sound happy as to not anger her.
"Yeah." She waved dismissing him.
Again, he sighed.
Walking to school wasn't all that bad, it was quite chilly though so, that his nose already had a red tint to it. Fortunately, he was lucky to only live a few minutes away from it. Yuri adjusted his bag and picked at the sides of his fingers to settle his nerves.
As he reached the said place, he entered the building and easily found the office.
He rubbed his sweaty palms together as he said, "Hello, I'm Yuri Katsuki. I'm new here" he chuckled obviously awkward.
"Oh yes! Here's your schedule and locker combination." After getting all his necessities he quickly thanked her and rushed off, while on his way to his locker he took note of the restroom he passed by.
Stuffing all his stuff in the metal compartment, Yuri glanced at his phone to check the time and sighed in relief when he saw that he had about 30 minutes left.
The hallway was filled with a good amount of students, and as Yuri was making his way to the restroom that he'd made a mental note about, he could feel their curious and judging stares being thrown at him.
This feeling made his chest tighten up. The boy was starting to over think.
'They're staring at me because I'm ugly'
'They're judging the way I walk'
'God, they probably think I'm a creep'
Hastily picking up his pace, he pushed the bathroom door open praying for it to be unoccupied. Fortunately, luck was on his side as he had been the only one in the restroom.
Yuri quickly locked the door and went in front of the sink. At this point he was already hyperventilating. He roughly pulled off his glasses and proceeded to grip the sides of the sink.
Negative thoughts came rushing in his head. Telling him he wasn't good enough, talking about his weight, appearance, and overall was just nitpicking at his insecurities one by one.
His knees buckled and he fell on the floor, Yuri couldn't deal with it anymore. He was slowly starting to lose consciousness when suddenly a knock was heard on the door.
Breathing in and out as to not make a fool of himself, he opened the door to see a boy with silver hair looking about a year older glare down at him.
Not wanting to start a fight, he rubbed the excess tears off his face and ran out of there.
Before he knows it, Yuri was already standing in front of the class being introduced.
"Good morning everyone! This is your new classmate," He pointed at the boy. "Why don't you go introduce yourself?"
Yuri blushed in nervousness, " I'm Y-Yuri Katsuki, I recently moved f-from Japan. Nice to meet you!" The whole time he was saying this, he was picking at the skin on his fingers pretty roughly that his skin turned really red.
'Fuck, I stuttered.' Yuri hated stuttering more than ever because he didn't want to be made a fool.
Looking at the floor, he could practically feel the burning stares from his classmates.
"Thank you Mr. Katsuki. I almost forgot to mention! You can call me Mr. Schaefer." He smiled warmly. "And please take your seat next to Mr. Nikiforov... please raise your hand Viktor!"
He looked up to glance at this ' Viktor'
Yuri slightly paled once he saw who it was.
'Holy shit, this is gonna be a long school year'
before you guys say anything about "Schaefer" being German, I did my research and found out that there is a large percentage of Germans living in Russia so don't @ me
