I walked down the hallway back to class.
As far as someone was concerned I had to use the restroom and It was locked so I had to use the teacher's lounge restroom which was all the way across the building, Or that's what I'd say at least.
I took a deep breathe as I readjusted
My uniform, dusting it off. She was gone now and that was that.I put my hand on the doorknob and opened the door, for a second everyone's eyes were on me but it eventually faded away as the teacher call for their attention.
I closed the door behind me and walked to my seat sitting down and picking up my pencil, continuing my work.
Had I made a mistake? What if Akiro-Senpai had found out and no longer loved me...No.
Me getting rid of Anne was NOT a mistake.Mistakes are decisions that are not thought out correctly.
And I took my time to think about this."Len."A familiar voice muffledly spoke. I dusted it off, might be my imagination.
What if He never really loved me..No he doesn't have a choice, Because If I can't have him, No one can.
I began frowning at the thought of Akiro-senpai not loving me.
"Len-Kun. Hello?"The voice ran again as someone lightly tapped my shoulder, I sighed as I turned around finding my face inches away from Reo-Kun.
This is Reoko Suzuki, Reo for short, This Man has been my throughout elementary, and sadly my only friend.
"Too close Reo-Kun, "I muttered.
"Yeah, sorry about that!"He Quickly backed up, sitting back down in his seat.
"Did you call me?"I said sighing as I tilted my head slightly.
"Oh!Yeah. Are you doing okay, you seem a bit off" He said adjusting himself in his seat.
"I'm perfectly fine," I said turning around, brushing his comment off.
He gets kinda concerned in a nosy way sometimes.
"Okay, just concerned." He sighed as he sat back down.
I turned back around, picking up my pencil and finishing up on the notes.
I hung my head down, tucking my short purple hair back.
I sat up in my seat resting my chin in my hand, sighing as the sound of the last bell rang throughout our classroom.
"Remember Projects Are Due in a week. The maximum number of students in working groups is 2!" The teacher announced lastly before our class dismissed into the hallway. I covered my ears, remaining in my seat. I have to do this all the time, it's too loud for me, so I wait till the halls quiet down a bit and leave with Reo.
I sat in my chair with my ears covered as the students flooded the halls. I waited for about five minutes before hesitantly uncovering my ears, listening for a second as the school was filled with silence.
I stood up and grabbed my books before quietly walking down the row of desks, exiting the classroom, walking out into the quiet abyss.

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Overwhelming Anxiety
Non-FictionThis story is based around one of my creepypasta OC's, Len Miller, A pessimistic 17-year-old high school girl struggling with overwhelming anxiety and mental stability issues.While trying to obtain an innocent profile, and eliminating all competiti...