i'm sick of it. i hate it when he teases me. it used to be alright at first, but it's starting to get to me. i love him, i really do, but it hurts.yesterday, he said i was stupid. i got a 5/10, while he got a perfect. i know it's a joke, but it hurts sometimes.
today, he commented on my grades. i know it isn't really that good compared to his, but it's average. i improved since yesterday, since i got an 8/10. i laugh it off, knowing i can't compete with him. i excuse myself and go to the bathroom, sobbing my eyes out.
i know it's a joke, but must it go to this extent?
i leave, my eyes slightly puffy, but not so noticeable.
"what's wrong, (y/n)?" mouths kei from across the classroom.
"a-ah..nothing." i smile, brushing it off.
kei looks at me, trying to figure out what was bugging me.
"really, it's nothing." i add.
he shrugs, and goes back to his work.
i wish i could be like him. smart, tall, attractive, funny.. he's almost perfect.
i notice tears moving down my cheek.
why?
why am i crying?
i wipe the tear off my cheek as the teacher explains something about geometry.
what's wrong with me?
why am i like this?
i sigh as i leave the class. it's finally over. me and kei sit at our usual table, talking about volleyball.
"hey. why'd you cry earlier?" asks kei, nonchalantly.
"i-i wasn't crying." i answer.
"you were. you can tell me, (y/n)." says kei.
"it's.. it's just- never mind." i say, my heart breaking every time i look at him.
"oh." kei says, resting his chin on his hand.
"i-i'm sorry." he says, looking away.
warm tears left my eyes, my body shaking and fidgeting.
"p-please, tell me what's wrong. i-i'll fix it. i p-promise." kei said, his voice shaking as he held my hand.
"i- it's nothing!" i say, letting go of his hand.
"i need to be alone for now, kei. i just- i just don't want to talk about it." i say, brushing it off.
"(y-y/n)!" he says, chasing after me.
"no, kei! i'm sorry, but us? we- we're done. i love you, but- but the way you show affection, it hurts me." i say, tears streaming down my face as the whole school watches.
i leave as kei stands clutching his shirt, wondering what he could've done.
word count: 422 words
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
sorry for the angst. i felt a bit down and i hadn't really tried writing angst. so yeahhhh lol. sorry i have been inactive for like the past week cus i had no idea what to write. (cough cough that means you should probably request)
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after edit: lmAo i made this sad sorry tsukki stans <3
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