dear diary,
i didn't even finish writing yesterday but what's the point? javi told me he FORGOT to tell he about his spanish trip. FORGOT.
i get it. i don't matter, to anyone. i'm hated. no one likes me.the day i met his girlfriend, she had this look on her face that just screamed "disgusting".
though, i think i love javi. i don't know, it's just, i want him to be mine and only mine. i know i'm selfish and that's obviously impossible, but i just dream about that one day when i get to be with him.
yuzuru closed his journal and sighed. practice starts in 30 minutes but he's already feeling so incredibly drained. he's not even sure if he will do well in NHK next month. he's the one who's ruining everything, his dreams, careers, relationships, everything.
with a big sigh, he walked out of the training room. he was excited to return to skating, but not exactly wanting to skate at this moment. so yuzuru just sat on one of the audiences' chairs, staring into the space of TCC, feeling the fresh chilly air of canadian winter.
he was cold, but not exactly feeling anything.
he was just...empty.
javi arrived at TCC 15 minutes before training starts. he hates morning sessions.
how the fuck can anyone have energy at 5 in the morning?
groaning, he wondered when his girlfriend will come. they have came to a mutual agreement that she will watch him every practice to make sure "nothing suspicious will happen to her beloved boyfriend."
his eyes glanced up to meet yuzuru's slouched figure far above the audiences' stadium. he seemed to be deep in thoughts, but something just felt somehow...sad.
javi thought nothing of it and went on to continue his day.
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365 days | yuzuvier
Romanceyuzuru had a journal in which he wrote down strategies and goals, and also his feelings. it was new years eve. with a whole new feeling for yuzuru. for javi, it was hell of a year.
