°•Glass Shards•° (Shinsou X Reader)

Chapter 5~ Messy Business

This chapters a lil' bit sad, sorry for all you fluff lovers but beware of incoming angst.

Recap~
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The bell rang as soon as we got into the classroom, and by this time we were completely out of breath, and red in the face.
We sat down at our desks, breathing heavily. I straightened up my blazer and skirt, before taking my things out of my bag.
Sensei walked in seconds later, holding stapled sheets of paper, and the whole class whined and groaned in protest.
"Now that's enough! The work is simple and so will this lesson be, you may talk among yourselves as long as the work is completed, and I'll be talking to the four boys at the front."
He pointed to the guys who picked a fight with me.
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Sensei instructed one of the boys to stand outside while he handed out the sheets.
The wire guy looked down guiltily, knowing he'd be questioned next, but the one who didn't run away until later had a deadly smirk plastered on his face.
This sent shivers down my spine.
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"Us four and Y/N had a fight, and we won, obviously." He began.
Shinsou scoffed quietly.
As if- he thought.
The boy continued.
"The others ran away after a while, wimps! But I stayed."
"Hey, you shouldn't
fight with other classmates!" One of the others said to him, glaring slightly.
"She provoked us, I was only defending us all! And anyway," he lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper, just loud enough for them and me to hear.
"Her Prince Charming came to the rescue~"
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"So...Y/N," they began to giggle.
"You and Hitoshi, huh?"
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Y/N's POV
I froze.
Where did they get this information from?!
I came back to my senses and shook my head violently, putting my hands infront of me for emphasis.
"N-no I-it's n-nothing like t-that!" I stuttered, completely flustered.
The girls whined and tugged at my arms, "Come ooon~"
I kept shaking my head, heat burning my cheeks a bright scarlet.
"Kurasshu-kun already told us about you guys so why don't you just admit it!?"
I looked over at the boy at the front, whispering into another guy's ear.
"Y-you...from...h-him?" I was still beyond embarrassed, but now, I was fuming.
My fists clenched as I looked up at the girls coldly.
"Are you that stupid to believe everything that dipshit says?" I growled.
Their taunting expressions quickly snapped to alarmed.
They turned to face forwards as quickly as they turned back.
I breathed out, looking back down at my pencil. I couldn't find the strength to pick it up, I just felt weak. My eyes seemed to steam up and my hands began to shake. At once I realised that I was crying. And there was nothing I could do to stop myself.
The thought of the rumour reaching everyone in the school petrified me. Kurasshu must have had the time to tell people it before class, and if he did in fact do so...well I couldn't ever recover from it. What if I got expelled!? What's worse, they've dragged Shinsou into this. What if he gets expelled? I choked back a sob. I couldn't look at him, I could never speak to him again without guilt penetrating my mind.
I looked up slightly, to look at him. He was slouched in his seat, twiddling his thumbs. It was clear that he was miserable.
The classroom door slid open and everyone picked up their pens and began writing. Sensei scoffed quietly before continuing.
"Haruto, you next."
The wire guy slowly stood up and walked out of the classroom.
Once the door closed, a quieter conversation brewed once again.
Some of the people actually got on with the work now, and were talking to each other about the first questions. I wiped my eyes roughly, sniffing. I picked up my pencil and began filling in the last questions. My hair fell infront of my face and collected around the paper, like a curtain; I just left it.

Shinsou's POV
I wanted nothing more than to get out of this classroom, the awkwardness painfully present. I finished the questions on the first side and just slouched in my seat. I twiddled my thumbs, blush still eminent on my face. The thought of being with Y/N entered my mind, and put my head in my hands and onto the table.
Stop! Don't think about that, this isn't the type of person you are! Stop it!
I groaned. She must be feeling so embarrassed. I need to talk to her after class has finally ended.

(Time skip)

I only finished the first side of the paper, but then again it was just study work, nothing important. All the guys who picked a fight with Y/N had gone to speak to Sensei, and I expected me and Y/N would be questioned either tomorrow or at the end of school, after this lesson.
"Hitoshi and Y/N, tomorrow you must go to Principal Nezu's office, class dismissed."
The bell rang and people rushed out of the classroom.
I saw Y/N hesitantly pack away her things, her hands shaking slightly and her hair covering her face. She placed her pencil case in her bag and slowly hooked it over her shoulders. When she looked up, her eyes were red and her bottom lip was quivering slightly. It hurt seeing her like this, and my heart was being tugged by a weird sense of guilt.
She looked over to me, with a face full of delicacy and defeat, but also apology. I held my arm out, and she let out a squeaky sob before running over to me and gripping my shirt.
"I'm s-sorry." She cried bitterly.
My heart ached again. I placed an arm around her shaky shoulders and stroked her hair. We just stood like that for a while. She shakily inhaled before breathing out and calming down.
"Shinsou." She stepped away and looked at me.
I was scared of what she'd say next.
She wiped her eyes, before walking to the door.
"I can't talk to you anymore."
And with that, she ran out of the door, heels tapping on the floors as she left me in the classroom, just staring after her as thousands of words rushed to my head.
Please don't go.
I need you.
Please.
Don't leave me.
But I stayed silent.
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I'm sorry it's so saaadd.
But this is the plot line, but I assure you that it'll be fluffy again.
Word count: 1108