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SPRING; THE BEAUTIFUL SEASON OF GROWTH AND LOVE, the season that everyone in Karasuno High had adored more than any other season throughout the year. Lush green returning to the once brittle leaves after a harsh winter. The amazing weather, and not to mention the couples that bloomed with every flower.
The windows were wide open, cool air flowing into the classroom for each student that had grown hot throughout the day. The students that had gotten one too many kisses from the sun stood by the windows, waiting for their teacher to walk in once the bell would ring in less than fifteen minutes.
"Did you guys hear about the confession that happened last week between those two third years?" A student spoke up, their hands pressed against the windowsill next to their friend who also leaned against it, the cool wind hitting them easier than before.
"Oh yeah! Aren't they both girls though, I heard they were getting a ton of hate," the female student next to her friend had responded, her chin propped against her palm.
"Why does it even matter? I thought it was beautiful!"
An innocent conversation about love and equality had begun between the two students making a [hair color] haired girl, who sat only a couple seats away, eyebrows perking up with confusion. Y/n's eyes widened at the conversation she had eavesdropped on.
Two females?
A confession?
Love?
Her nose crinkled in disgust at the thought of it. She rolled her eyes, it was none of her business, why was she even listening in the first place? Her nails tapped against the wooden desk, attempting to block out the conversation that two students were having- rather loudly, not to mention.
"Love is love, no matter the gender, race, or anything!"
Y/n cringed to herself. She agreed that love was indeed love, but for two women or men to love each other? That wasn't how things were meant to be. A woman and a man were meant to be together. That was how it was made to be and that was how it should, but she knew better than to express her opinion publicly to her peers.
The cool air hit her softly, calming her down slightly. This was no time to worry about such trivial things, she was in school, which was meant for learning- not worrying about the problems and wrongdoings of others.
"I can't believe people are still homophobic, these days! I don't understand," one of her peers spoke sadly, sighing out once their sentence had finished up
"Me neither!" Another classmate agreed.
Y/n's head dug into her arms, groaning softly to herself as the tardy bell echoed throughout the room. Out of all the days her teacher chose to run late it had to be one where her classmates chose to discuss such matters. Why couldn't class just start already? Why did she have to listen to such a conversation? Her eyes were screwed shut as she exhaled, clearly bothered that her classmates were discussing something so inappropriate in such a setting! Why couldn't they discuss math or something more important?
