Lying to others will show your colors. Lying to yourself will block your truth. What happens when that is revealed?
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#1 - sadromance 7/12/2020
THESE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE. Original creator belongs to Horikoshi.
🌼𝔹𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕀𝕃𝕚𝕖𝕕🌼 Word Count: 2,857 Warnings: Profanity, Bullying, Blood Information: sorry for the long wait! Here is the chapter!
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Now, here we are, in the present. I've tried being nicer. The nicer I am... the more it hurts. Whenever I have spurts of anger towards you, it varies between excruciating pain and it going away completely. An example would be a few weeks ago when I helped you answer a math question. It's not like it's the biggest deal in the world but it still had a big impact in our relationship. I realize that now. After I walked away into the hallway, I could feel my chest constrict, and my vision went blurry. I kept walking though, I didn't need anyone asking me futile questions. I started coughing the moment I touched my door handle.
Blood slipped past my lips and I hated it. I hated how I felt. I hated how it felt. I did research and research until I felt like I could drown in all the work I put in. I was already suffocating, what's some more, right..? Everything said it had to do with love, and I don't really believe in love. I mean romantically. I love my parents, even though I also hate them, but I love them. I hate to admit it, but I care about my friends. Even though they are all dumb, and stupid Kaminari is a straight up idiot. I still care. Shitty Hair is probably who I'm closest with. I never knew that would hurt you, but now that I think about it, it has.
I never thought about your feelings, but you're always thinking about mine. One day I was coughing so badly you asked if I was okay. You had a tremble in your voice and you hesitated before asking me, but you asked. And I was a dick, so I told you to fuck off, and you did. I saw the hurt look on your face, and back then, when we were younger... I wouldn't have cared in the slightest. But because we've grown... I've grown, but I honestly felt bad. I acknowledge that I hurt you, and I actually felt bad that time.
I didn't mean to come off so aggressively, but I did, and I wish I could take it back. I regret doing it. As well as many other things I regret. I regret so many things, but what I regret most is hurting you.
One day we hung out. We actually did shit together. It was a great day. I said I'd teach you some tricks to help with your combat, and of course you jumped on the opportunity. You didn't even question why would a rival want to help me? Even if you did, I would have given some half ass answer, and you'd know it, but you wouldn't have cared. And that's something I respect about you. Even though you see past bullshit, you don't mention mine, which I'm grateful for. We started off the day with some awkwardness.
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I knocked on your door because your ass was taking so long. I was already dressed and ready to get this shit over with. You opened the door and your dumb baby face was so bright I thought I'd go blind. I even squinted because you looked like a damn ball of sunshine and it was annoying. "C'mon nerd! We don't have all day!" But we did.
