Watermelon Sugar - Bokuto Kotaro X OC

Shady

Seikan made no friends. She knew she was better off like that. As long as she had her mobile and her earphones she was set. Akaashi couldn't understand why Bokuto was so intrigued about her. She seemed shady to him.

"You're wasting your time" she tore him out of his train of thoughts and he realised he was staring at her "I really am shady"

He bit his tongue wondering if he said something out loud. He was very certain that he didn't. But his mind wandered towards other thoughts 'How did she know?'

"Did you read my mind?"

Akaashi's assumption that he was the most silent person there could be was shattered when Seikan literally ignored his question.

"Hey, I'm talking to you" he voiced again after the lunch bell, making people in the class gawk at him since they barely ever heard him talk.

"I read your face" she softly said before she turned to look at him and he froze at how cold she looked. Like she'd snap his neck if he uttered another syllable, but that was just because of how her eyes were. She looked scarier than she was and as much as she'd hate how she was treated because of it she'd gotten used to it. It even became her real face later. She walked out of class before he could say anything more.

As confident as she looked she wasn't as comfortable with her eyes. She walked into the almost empty restroom but it was fully vacant only seconds after people saw her enter. She looked at the light bags under her eyes because she couldn't sleep anymore. She looked at her eyes in the mirror, it had begun to scare even her, like another person was taking over her soul. The "demon eyes" weren't exactly nice. Even her brother poked at her because he knew how cold she was about it. He'd do it to get some reaction out of her but she'd stopped acknowledging even him because of how much it hurt on the inside.

Seikan had understood that the curse bestowed upon her eyes taught her a very valuable lesson. That a person arrives alone and departs alone.

There was also a time where she wished for one of her eyes to turn into a colour at least slightly similar to the other one. This was two wholly different colours. She was so upset when she were younger that she even tried to inject red ink into her iris but Tendou and her parents thought it was just her sadistic instincts. She even wore pink lens for a few days to match the other eye but the names never went away so she gave up on that. Her only ever distant friend from kindergarten abruptly stopped talking to her in the beginning of middle school, the others excluded her from every other activity, people even got scared when they'd see her for the first time. She was getting used to the weird glances so she finally gave up on everything.

Even the person who thought would remotely like her left her because the names and the opinions got to him too. She wouldn't call that her first heartbreak but if she had to prove Tendou wrong she'd definitely say she had a boyfriend back in Shiratorizawa. It wasn't big time love, it was the "can I borrow your pencil? By the way, your eyes are so cool" kinda bond.

He found her cool and quiet initially, he even told his friends with a big smile that she was his girlfriend. But as middle school began ending, things changed. It was getting even more serious because people started questioning him if it was just pencil exchanges or something really serious. And every time someone would say something about her, the "cool girl" impression he had on her faded little by little.

When he finally deserted her she stood in the same spot alone, looking at her feet before a smirk appeared on her face "it's okay. I wouldn't want to be with me either"

Her frustration was real. As much as it didn't travel to her face in the form of expressions, she put it all into volleyball. She threw away her entire stash of Disney collection she grew up watching because of how much she'd begun to loathe it.

"I don't care" she repeated to herself for the N-th time. She was used to tugging her head so much to keep her eyes out of sight, she'd forgotten how the sky looked. She didn't have a friend to push her swing when she couldn't reach the ground with her feet, so she stopped playing. When her father first taught her volleyball she looked at the ball float in the sky. She'd found her excuse to look at the sky. Volleyball.

Even though she played in a gymnasium and couldn't look at the sky anymore she could still raise her head without being ashamed for once. As much as she wanted embrace it she couldn't. Not with all that happened constantly. She tried everything to make the feeling go away but it wouldn't. So she stopped trying at all. She knew she had to finish her work and leave as soon as she was done and she stuck to it.

She wasn't going to make friends, she'd have to work on her own insecurity later. She sometimes sat in front of the mirror for hours trying to accept it as her own, trying to come to terms with it but everything would come back flooding not moments later.

"Niisan, you literally named me after a tunnel" she coldly said talking to herself in the mirror "It means survive and that's all I'm doing"

She washed her face and didn't even spare glance at herself in the mirror again. Akaashi was gone when she returned to class to have her lunch.

"Hey, I heard you're new here" a boy sat in Akaashi's bench. By the looks of it he was a senior.

She closed her eyes for a few seconds to pray for her meal before she began eating.

"I'm talking to you, girl"

"Do you need something?"

"Yeah" he smiled trying to be warm "Your number"

"You should tell your friends that the bet won't work" she said and he almost fell from the bench.

"H-How did... you-"

"You're wasting your time" she didn't like how her day began and ended with almost the same ten sentences.

"What if it wasn't a bet?" He asked.

"No" she said.

"I'm not very annoying you know..." he said.

"You are now"

"Pfft... who do you think you are?" He laughed in anger "No wonder nobody talks to you. I don't care if I lose my bet you can rot in hell"

She couldn't understand why those were the only replies she ever had for every single thing. As much as she didn't want any human contact she also wondered what it was like to have a nice conversation. She pushed all her thoughts away and smirked tugging her head again

"I don't care"