Kazoku Futarikiri had never placed much value in labels - fat, skinny, loud, quiet, nice, mean. All they were good for was dehumanizing someone, trimming their existence down to a few adjectives.
But she was pretty sure she was a bad person.
Steal...
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The rest of the day I spent more time in my head than anywhere else. The teacher droned on about something I couldn't care less about. I knew I should be paying attention, but all my focus was on a different issue.
I truly didn't have the money for Kuroo, I wasn't lying about that. The bills took practically everything out of my savings and the utilities still need to be payed. Waiting for my next paycheck may prove to be fatal, so there was only one other way I could earn money. Guilt bubbled up. I knew how pathetic I must be to feel guilt over an action I haven't even committed yet. If I felt guilt, then maybe I shouldn't do it. That wasn't necessarily an option, though.
I let out a sigh, turning my head to glance out the window. It was deceptively sunny outside, everything just seemed wrongly happy. The breeze was nice and the birds were chirping.
I hated it.
The bell shook me out of my selfish thoughts. I stood up, packing up my belongings faster than usual. "What's the rush?" Sumato asked, taking note of my hasty nature.
"Just can't wait to leave this place," I laughed in an effort to appear casual and nonchalant. It seemed to do the trick as she let out a chuckle herself.
"Yeah, today did seem to take forever," she agree, grabbing anything she'd need for homework out of her desk.
"Right? Well, I'll see you tomorrow," I waved, gripping my backpack strap as I began my route out of the classroom.
Sumato nodded, "Yup!"
"You sure that's the reason you're in a rush?" a voice popped up next to me and I jumped a little. Throughout the conversation I never quite recovered from scare, well, my heart didn't at least. Yaku's question made me anxious. Kuroo and him where in the volleyball club together, so what does he all know?
I thought back to earlier today, when he informed me that our novel would be needed for literature class. However, it wasn't used at all, it was wasted effort for me to go out into the hallway. In fact, the more I thought about it the more it seemed as though Kuroo was waiting for me to show up. That fact alone was enough to answer my unspoken question.
I scratched the back of my head and let an easy smile grow on my face, "Yeah, today just felt really... claustrophobic."
