Today Will Be Better. {Koby x Reader}

Today Will Be Better.

Close your tired eyes, relax and then,

count from one to ten and open them.

All these heavy thoughts will try to weigh you down,

but not this time. ♫

A few of your peers side-eye you as you make your way through the school gates, they're all speaking in hushed tones claiming that you're a creep and a murderer.

The police and the doctors had said that you were fortunate, lucky to be alive after the car crash but you sure don't feel lucky. You've lost your parents and have become the subject of many vicious rumours circulating the school.

Some people say that you grabbed the steering wheel and made your father crash the car, some say you were abused and wanted revenge so you were the one driving and purposely swerved into oncoming traffic and others say that you slashed the tires as some sick prank. 

A few of the more superstitious students have said that you're cursed and radiate bad luck so nobody likes to sit near you, even in lessons with a seating plan, the students will freak out if they've been placed next to you so the teachers will have no choice but to isolate you some more also.

But it's something you've come to expect these days. 

You've trained yourself to endure this, forced your mind to focus on the horizon not the current state of your life, you still have dreams even if they are dimmer now and you still wish to achieve them one day. 

You just need to find your light again.

Way up in the air, you're finally free,

and you can stay up there, right next to me.

All this gravity will try to pull you down, 

but not this time. ♫

You sit in the cafeteria alone, staring down at the food before you, you don't really feel like eating it but your stomach must be close to withering away since you haven't eaten in a week so you take a loose grip on the apple, lifting it from the tray and bringing it to your lips.

You can do it, just take a bite...

As your lips brush against the fruit, something pours down over your head. 

Something cold and wet, many loud cackles coming with the horrible sensation as well as some students gasping, claiming that he'll wake up dead for doing that. 

When the sun goes down and the lights burn out,

then it's time for you to shine, 

brighter than the shooting star, 

so shine no matter where you are.

Fill the darkest night, with a brilliant light,

'cause it's time for you to shine

brighter than a shooting star, 

so shine no matter where you are, tonight. ♫

You notice the smell first, it's chocolate milk. Your eyes closing as you feebly try to wipe the drink from your face using your hands, your hair completely covered in the brown substance as the school bully's laughter rings in your ears.