Of Course Its Not Me

Part 1

     Suna had woken up earlier than usual. He'd been doing this for the pas couple days. Tho he didnt look into why he was, he instead just scrolled through Instagram. Suna finally got out of bed looking in the mirror to see how dark his eye bags were. Then he noticed the mess that he called hair, he didnt even try to fix it. He just put his uniform on and payed no attention to his hair anymore. He headed for the door apple in mouth, bag in hand grabbing his keys to the house with his spare hand. 
     Suna walked ahead, he didnt wait on the twins since he was running a little late. Once he got to the school he realized, he wasnt late. He was early. He didnt care tho. The fox like male slid down the wall, plopping on the ground going onto Twitter. Suna was on his phone a lot, he usually was playing phone games or something, that or checking out Instagram. He looked at Osamu's latest tweet, and it said, 'Great morning to walk with your girlfriend to school isnt it?' with a photo of him and a girl. 
'Oh, he got a girlfriend. I knew it was hopeless liking him.' Suna thought to himself as he stared at the screen slowly turning of.

     The fox like male looked up to be greeted by a silvered hair male, and a brown haired female. 
She was pretty Suna had to admit. Long wavy brown hair, with these beautiful green eyes that shine when the sun hit them. Fair skin with freckles all over her face. Nice figure, she was short with an hourglass body shape. 'There is no way I could compare to that,' He hated to admit it but he had to.
     Suna was tall and lanky, with broad shoulders and feminine hips. He had narrow gold eyes making him seem like he was judging people all the time. A blank face, he was fairly pale and the bags under his eyes stuck out.
     " 'Samu, who is this?" Suna asked because he didnt know her name.
  "Sunarin meet Mitsuki, Mitsuki meet Sunarin," He smiled showing them to each other in hopes they would be friends.
    "Nice to meet you Sunarin!" She exclaimed loudly in an excited voice.
  "Dont call me Sunarin, you can call me Suna." Suna hated anyone who called him Sunarin besides Osamu. He'd still complain about being called 'Sunarin' but he honestly didnt care.

     The brown haired male who was previously sitting on the ground against the wall was now up and walking away. He didnt want to be there anymore, it pained him to see Osamu dating someone else but he dismissed it.
     "Where are ya going?" The silvered hair male asked. 
   "Practice." Suna said back, continuing to walk.
     "Oh yeah, cya babe!" Osamu said waving and running to catch up with Suna. 
Suna bit his lip to distract himself from crying right then and there.

     Only one person has seen him cry; and that was Osamu. He let himself go when he was around Osamu alone. He laughed, cried, smiled, you name it. He let his stoic mask slip off. He only did that alone with Osamu. Not with Atsumu was around or anyone else. Suna had a feeling that was gonna change when Mitsuki came into the picture.



       ~562 words besides this section, I hope you liked this one better than the other one.