Sun Goes Down //BoruSara

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- BORUTO'S POV -

An extremely unattractive sounding groan escaped my lips as I continued to roll over under the warm covers in my bed. Let me just say, I am so not in the mood to be dragged out of my peaceful sleep just to attend another high school on a Monday morning.

But oh, my alarm clock apparently doesn't agree with me.

Yes, I know. A cliché morning, cannot be helped. So what if I am eighteen? I still despise mornings and prefer to laze around like a kid. I guess that's any sane person, honestly.

It took me all of my strength to push the warm comforter off me and roll out of my bed. But, it had to be done since I so don't want that crazy noise to rupture my eardrums right the first thing in morning.

I tiredly padded across my room towards my dressing table where that nasty aggressive piece of shit lay, as I slammed my hand right onto the attacker instantly turning it into a poor victim.

Yeah, I am guilty for breaking many. This one somehow seems to be a lucky survivor. For the record, it has lasted for an entire span of five weeks.

I stifled a yawn followed by running my hand through my blond hair as I skilfully maintained my balance with my brain choosing to perform gymnastics inside; only to realise that I right now probably had the world's worst bed hair.

With that being done, I noticed something which I probably should have realised ages ago considering how much I despise it.

Humidity.

Oh no.

As much as I cursed myself and hoped to magically make everything like any other beautiful warm summer day, I hesitantly stole a glance out of my window only to be greeted by pouring raindrops and gloomy sky.

Guess this is it.

First day of high school? What better way to start with a downpour of goddamn rain.

Here's the issue.
Rain can be nice to see and all from the inside. But the second you leave your sweet little mushroom, you are targeted by mud, puddles, disgusting creatures, crowds, vehicles splashing water and what not.

Obviously I'm in no way a hygiene freak, but just the overall sky in greys... turns me off. Moreover, like I mentioned earlier- the goddamn humidity.

As I mentally continued to complain about the shitty weather I had to deal with, I groaned, rubbing at my tired eyes as I reached out to my phone which lay on my dresser.

I know, priorities.

Don't lie, everyone does it the first thing in the morning after the brutal murder of their alarm clock. Unless you're alarm clock is your phone or you're some sort of... grandma.

With the abrupt burst of bright light my device emitted which I struggled keeping up with, I somehow managed to book an über forty minutes from now on, still with my brain cells not cooperating, as I prepared for a hot shower to ease my suffering even to the slightest.

I feel I have made myself very clear, I'm not exactly a morning person. But, I don't want to be late. Weirdly enough, I am always late.

With what which seemed a much needed freshening up, I finally got into a slightly better mood as I wrapped a quick fluffy towel around me just after leaving the tub with the steam escaping as I cracked open the door just a bit.

Guess what? Silly rain was still pouring like there was no tomorrow.

'It almost never rains in Konoha' oh freak me.