Cliché (Miya Atsumu)

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Friday today.

The day before today, I received a confession from one of my classmates (L/N) (Y/N) to which I accepted without much given thought. Then straight after my confirmation, we then exchanged phone numbers, emails, and other significant details.

I clearly remember during that whole confession thing I wasn't remarkably fazed, just slightly curious about the possible outcomes that could occur. I additionally knew the feelings I had was not true either and so I was saying yes to everything at the heat of the moment.

So it was only now when groggily opening my eyes, I realize how stupid this actually is!

Waking up and re-thinking about it currently, I honestly feel like I just got myself into some rough problems...
But if I don't think about it too pessimistically then it shouldn't be the end of the world hopefully, right? After all, having these sorts of relationships shouldn't be way too new to me, so then I have at least some type of experience to guide my way out!

Of course, I'll stick to the average time high-schoolers stay in their "committed relationships," – where I'll try to make it last at maximum a month and then most likely end it from there.

Subsequently, I assume that this relationship will not be that serious as (L/N) doesn't seem to be the type I'd stick with. I think both our personalities don't compliment each other and we both might find out sooner or later.

Bearing with all this in mind, it technically means that I have to put up an act a lot around here, which unquestionably does make me appear a bit like a bad person of the scenario. But even so, I'm no villain, I don't necessarily enjoy lying about this sort of stuff; because in the end, it also makes me feel guilty over time if thought about too much. But now that I already accepted her confession rashly, I don't really have a choice but to continue on as he one who made this fast decision was me.

If I end it too quickly, it will be suspicious. If I make it last for too long I'd get guilty and the relationship would be unfair.

However, I found this all kinda funny actually.

Even though I'm aware of what straws pulling, I can't help but get more intrigued of what's to come. So I feel as if I may be too harsh and pessimistic about her. In other words, a part of me is extremely unwilling to continue this, but another part of me wants play around for a little bit more to see what could happen just out of innocent interest.

(Buzz Buzz)

?

At the vibration of the notification noise, I picked up my phone which was on the table resting at my beside table. Then lazily rubbing my eyes with my spare hand to help adjust my early-blurry sight, I scanned the single message.

From: (L/N)(Y/N)

____________

> Do you wanna
   walk together to
   school?

"Oi, 'Tsumu mom made breakfast, wake up." Osamu abruptly barges in the room, just as I was about to send a reply.

The bashing sound of the door startled me enough to instantly rise from the bed in this jumpy manner, also causing me to accidentally hit my head on the top bunk's frame. And ultimately result in me dropping my phone.

"Ow..." I hissed whilst rubbing my head to ease the ongoing sting, "...Okay, I'll be ready in around ten minutes..."

"What's this?" Osamu curiously picks my phone and examines the information probably shown on screen.