Chapter 4

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"𝓦𝓱𝔂 𝓶𝔂 𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓴? 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓗𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓼." -Suna

All I ever wanted was to finish up the meeting and sleep for the rest of the day. The coach was being annoying and he wanted all of us to on our cams. I literally had hickies all over my neck. How the fuck do you want me to on my cam. And the iMac webcam was directed at my face and I couldn't do no shit about it. I want to be INVISIBLE. I told Osamu to leave them where it won't be noticed, and this is what he does to me. I went to get a hoodie to cover myself up, but the hickies at the front were still noticeable. I'm out of concealer anyways and my hair is still a mess. I on my cam and waited for the coach to just take the stupid attendance. I swear, I want to murder him sometimes.

"Wow Suna, nice mosquito bites"

I raised my eyebrow and people probably started pinning me and someone just had to on their mic and say

"aHaHAHaHaha hIckIEs"

Like, WOULD YOU MIND YOUR BLOODY BUSINESS.

After the meeting, I went straight back into my room and was ready to kill someone. Well, I was 10x more ready when I saw him snooping through my highschool journal. I legit grabbed the book and stuffed it back into the forbidden drawer. The hickies were already a problem, but now he wants to pin me down and fuck me all night? Hell to the no. 1, I had another meeting tomorrow and I don't need to look more shitty than I already am. 2, he would definitely place more hickies. 3, I don't need my ass being sore after more than 5 rounds. He never listens whenever I want to stop. We just keep going. My ass and lower back can RIP.

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