𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕪? - sᴀᴋᴜᴀᴛsᴜ

- 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙄𝙄 -

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October 7,
3. 15 pm.

"Kiyoomi! are you coming?"

The said teenager turned towards the door as he heard his mother's voice coming from downstairs.

"Yeah mom, just a few more things to go!" Kiyoomi shouts so that his mother would be able to hear it from there.

"Okay!"

Kiyoomi looked at the boxes surrounding him. He was to move out to the dorms today but he had been tired yesterday so he didn't bother packing.

He looked around his now almost empty room. The music posters that he had bought years ago, was still stuck in the walls. The desk was empty and the bed no longer had its sheets. It felt nostalgic to kiyoomi, he remembered the time back when he was first given a seperate room, and he was scared to sleep alone so his mom had brought him a pillow that he can hug while sleeping.

He smiled fondly at the memory as he put the pillow in a box with the new sheets. He stroked his old guitar, the first guitar his parents had bought him. Even though he had a bigger and better guitar that he uses now, he simply couldn't leave it behind. It was one of the things he had grown up with, it was special to him.

After putting all the necessary things in four boxes he was ready to pick them up downstairs. When he was about to take the boxes, something caught his eye.

He stood up and went towards his bedside table.

The letters.

He now had another letter which had mysteriously appeared this morning. Kiyoomi simply couldn't understand this.

Did he really have someone destined for him? Is there such a person?

Kiyoomi shook his head and sighed. He stared at the letter wondering what he was supposed to do now.

He picked up the letter and opened it.

___________________

To Kiyoomi,

When eyes meet,
Souls meet.

___________________

He closes the letter and placed it back on the table before sighing. He had no clue on what would happen next. It was pointless trying to probe any further. Because he simply couldn't get any answers.

He went back to the boxes and placed one on top of another, so that it would be easier to carry them. After two trips downstairs, all that was left was his guitars.

He hung one of his guitars on his shoulder and carried the smaller one with his hand. He went towards his doorway and looked back at his room. It was nice remembering all the good memories he had here.

Its goodbye for now, I guess.

When Kiyoomi was about to lock his room, he felt his eyes trailing back to the table with the two letters.

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'What am I even gonna do with these?' Kiyoomi questioned himself, even though he was holding the letters with him. He made his way to the car and placed the last of his stuff inside.

He turned back to look at his parents who had a happy smile on their face but the tears on their eyes said otherwise. For someone who has lived with them all his life, Kiyoomi could see right through them.

"Don't worry mom, dad. I'm not going anywhere for my whole life or something" Kiyoomi says as he shuts the door of the car's trunk. "I'll still come back to see you everytime i get a chance. I'm still your child anyway." He smiles at them, which immediately bought happiness in their eyes.

His mom hugged him tightly. "Be careful." She says through her tears.

Kiyoomi hugged back, promising he'd be careful.

His parents waved a goodbye sadly, which kiyoomi could see from the rear view mirror as he was driving away. He knew how much his parents loved him and how much they'd miss him. He was gonna miss them too, even if he didn't show it, he was pretty sad for a second back there seeing his parents cry. But he knew that his parents were aware of how much this means to him, and how important this was to him. They respected his choices and decisions and was happy for him.

The road was desolate, no vehicles could be seen. Kiyoomi rolled his window down, and let the fresh air run through his hair. He looked at the empty road and vast lands.

He smiled.

I'm a college student now, huh?

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6.48 pm.

Kiyoomi turned the pages of his file that the reception lady had given him. He mentally noted the classes he had tomorrow and their timings.

He was currently walking back to his car to get all his belongings to the dorm. He decided he could pick up two boxes a time because he didn't want to carry a lot at once and end up being tired.

He took short steps towards the dorms, looking around the campus, trees, benches, and rooms here and there. The map sure was confusing. The college was big. He wanted to take a walk around it, but it was getting darker as time passed by, so he decided he can take one in the morning before classes start.

Kiyoomi went straight on the path which led to the dorms. It was lit up by the lights which were present all over the place. It was not brightly lit, but sufficient enough to get a clear picture of the area it covers.

He looked up at the sky. Tiny stars were now visible, and the moon was dimly lit at this time of the day. It gave a sense of calmness and relief to Kiyoomi. He had always liked the night skies. Some would say it looked plain and boring, but kiyoomi found comfort in the night skies. He continued walking occasionally staring at the sky, or listening to the slow rustle or leaves, a swaying of the wind. He was happy that he was finally going to study in a place that he had dreamt of. From tomorrow it would be a new beginning for him.

After reaching the dorms' building, he entered the elevator, pressing the button for the 4th and final floor. Upon reaching, he looked around the number rooms present there. The fourth floor had the least number of rooms since it also had a big terrace.

Kiyoomi glanced at the numbers written on the door, finally catching up to his room, number 273.

He was informed that his roommate had already arrived, so he didn't need to use the key. At this point, kiyoomi wasn't really fond of sharing a room with another stranger. He didn't want anyone to invade his private space and life. He hoped it would be someone with similar thoughts like his.

He opened the door with quite a struggle as he was holding two heavy boxes. He kicked the door open, and stepped inside, only to be almost tripped by a big cardboard box.

Kiyoomi managed to gain his balance and looked around the room. The room was not organised at all, it was full of random boxes ,papers and files. Kiyoomi visibly cringed at the condition of the room. And to add to all that, he noticed a guy sleeping in one of the beds in the room.

Now, Kiyoomi had a lot of reasons to despise this guy.

One, the room.was.a.fucking.mess.
Two,this guy hadn't locked the room while sleeping, which was dangerous.
Three, this guy was sleeping with his jacket, denims and scarf on. He should have changed into comfortable clothes.
Four, the hair color. There are fucking millions of shades around, and this guy HAD to choose the piss coloured blonde one.
Five, the sleeping position of this guy makes kiyoomi uncomfortable. Why was he sleeping with his face buried in a pillow?

Kiyoomi sighed.

"This is gonna be a headache."

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Not me being happy about one chapter just to feel dissapointed in the other one😀👍

Although i think its mostly because i can feel and write atsumu's emotions better than sakusa's.  The latter's feelings are bland sometimes and I'm not sure how to put them into words :(