Azazel Server Fanfiction Oneshots

Markers and Suicide, Very Fun.

I hope you smile today! UwU

I raised an eyebrow at the writing on the restroom stall wall. I squinted and rolled my eyes at the cute handwriting, pulling my bag off my back to grab a marker and write something spiteful. I uncapped the black Sharpie and leaned close.

kys ho ××

I frowned at the purely hateful comment below the blue writing, but shrugged and out the marker into my bag again. I slung the bag over my shoulder and walked out of the stall, washing my hands before I walked out of the highschool restroom.

;-;

I stood up from the toilet and pulled my pants up. I turned around to flush when I saw writing on the wall.

My writing was on the wall, along with a new mark of someone's penmanship. I quickly flushed and then leaned a little closer to the wall.

kys ho ××

I frowned, "Wow, someone was having a bad day." I clicked my tongue and briefly opened the stall door. "Hey, Adrianna?" I called out.

"Yeah?" I heard her reply and opened the door completely.

"Do you have a marker or something?" I asked. She checked her pockets, somehow coming up with a blue Sharpie marker. I smiled, "Can I use it real quick?" She nodded and handed it to me, before walking out of the restroom.

"Give it back when you're done!" Adrianna called out before she left. I hummed in response as I took the lid off the marker to start writing.

I didn't ask for your emo crap, I want you to smile. -_-

I looked over my writing and then nodded in satisfaction, putting the lid back on the marker and slipping it into my pocket before washing my hands and leaving the room.

:(

Out of curiosity, the next day I went into the stall with the writing from before. As soon as I walked in, I spotted another blue line of words.

I didn't ask for your emo crap, I want you to smile. -_-

I softly sucked in a breath through my teeth. "Well then," I muttered. I wiped my hands off on my jeans, trying to resist the urge to reply.

But alas, Kale Teresa McFarland is a weak emo child, and I broke immediately, taking the black marker from before out and writing something back.

Wow. Lemme guess
You're a 'nice girl', right?
Whatever. You're kinda annoying.

I put the lid back on and put it into my bra, before walking out.

._.

I took the liberty of bringing my own marker today, the blue one I used for the first fime. I walked into the restroom and into the stall, and like I thought, there was a reply again.

At least I'm not a bitch for no reason
·-·

:/

I frowned and took the lid off my Sharpie marker, scribbling quietly on the wall.

Geez. You're kinda savage.
What am I supposed to say to that
T-T

I sighed and rubbed my eyes.

Maybe I deserve an apology?

Fine. I'm sorry.

That's very nice of you. Did you smile today?

Never.

But why

Cuz.

What's the point?

Duh, don't you know?
Smiling is good for your soul :)

I smiled.

Oh okay.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Wha
you can't answer a
question with a question!
That's against the rules!
T-T

Hmm no its not

But fine.

I'm Sky Jhonson.

Oh.
Wow.
I'm Kale McFarland.

Heyy I've seen you before!
Youre that girl with
the superman shirt right?

Yay! That's me haha
I know your friend Adrianna. We've known each other since we were 3.

Wow that's a long time to know someone..

T

Talk to me without the marker.
When we're not in class.
We should meet in this bathroom next time you're free. I don't like having to wait a day to talk to you again. It's not fun.

And also we're running out of room on this wall :/

Ok.

Why did you do it?

Why did you leave m

I couldn't even finish writing, sobs racking my body absolutely uncontrollably. I slid down onto the floor, dropping the marker. I lied my face against my knees, covered with black jeans, and let my tears soak into the fabric.

"Why, Sky?" I wailed out like a crying baby, shaking my head.

"I smiled, I smiled for you."

"You broke the rules."

I'm sorry.