Kaito Hayashi
that was his name. he was the person who started all of this.
Akio Fukui
that was the name of the hartbroken, depressed, good-for-nothing kid who had his dreams crushed at the age of 11. also known as me
we had been friends since we were kids, he was always stronger and better than me with everything we did, he was popular, had loads of friends, looked good, always tried his best and was really, really strong. as his polar opposite, i was always trailing behind, i was forgotten easily, had no friends, was really plain-looking and easy to miss, i tried my best in everything, but never got anywhere. i always put all my effort in to keeping up with him, but i could never be as good, he would always surpass me.
one day, some time during elementary school, i figured out that my feelings of admiration and respect for him had slowly turned in to love. i freaked out and didn't know what to do, because at that time, when we both transferred to the same school, Kaito had decided to stop being friends, and start to make my life a living hell by bullying me in every chance he got. to be honest, i'd been bullied a lot in the past and to i was used to it, but the fact that it was kaito who was doing the bullying? well that shattered me, making my mind a mess, questioning almost everything about me, him, and my supposed "love".
i one day decided that if i was ever going to get over this, i had to confess to him. and so that's what i did. i confessed during the summer, in my last year of middle school. that's also the time when everything shattered for me even more and i started to descend down the path to depression and self-hate.
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"....what the frikking hell??" kaito muttered. i had just confessed to him, i was expecting a response like this, i thought i was completely prepared to be turned down.
"..i'm sorry, i-i just thought that you should know..."
"what the hell, freaking nerd!?!" he grabbed me by the collar and stared in to my eyes threateningly.
i knew this was a bad idea from the start...
"you think you can just come up to me like that and then tell me you freaking love me!??! what the actual hell!? you gotta be joking!!" he stared me right in the eyes and when i shook my head to say 'no', he stiffened, losing his grip on my collar and dropping me to the floor where i landed with a thump
"...i'm sorry, i-i know this is p-probably a shock to you b-but-"
"BUT WHAT!??!" he cut me off, almost shouting now "unless you're just playing some sick prank, there shouldn't be a 'but', right, nerd!?!?" he wouldn't look at me, but i sat there on the ground in shock "and stop apologising for nothing! it just pisses me off more!!" he turned away, starting to leave.
"oh, and if you thought this'd ever work, you were wrong" he chuckled slightly, his face turned away so i couldn't see it, "no-one could ever like a stupid nerd like you, so why even try?" he snickered, walking off and leaving me there, on the cold ground, heart crushed and holding back tears
"......" i got up and ran back to my house and locked myself in my room, slamming the door behind me
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~❀ Hanahaki disease ❀~
Romance! ! W A R N I N G ! ! contains: self-harm, attempts of suicide, hanahaki disease, LGBTQ+ and may use some harsh language.. if you're not okay with this type of thing, turn back now, don't just post hate in the comments. _________
