I Love Anxiety - Tamaki Amajiki x Reader

Chapter 2 - Precious

Y/N's POV

I don't believe I have experienced much of life, though, others say I have experienced more life than a lot of people, young and old. I guess they're referring to my syndrom and my abusive past. Maybe my foster being as well. But the thing is, I haven't experienced a very important thing that most people experience in their teenage years. I've never experienced love. Or a crush... At least I don't think so.

Many people go off and date others their age, or even older or younger people. I've never really had the guts to do that. And I'm not really sure what it feels like to have a crush either. Nor love. All I know is I have some great friends. I met Jiji and Mirio back in grade school. Before that, my life was... Well my life wasn't even a life. It was more of a emotionless, dark world. I would never want to go back to the time when I never knew Jiji existed.

The thing with Jiji is that he is this precious little thing that brought me out of the darkness all those years ago. Being diagnosed with Tourette syndrome not long before meetin him, life was quite hard. I didn't know the feeling of having friends there for you or the feeling of a jumping into your mother's arms or sitting on your father's lap. No. I've only ever felt pain before he came along. Pain and loneliness.

He helped me out of that. He's been my best friend ever since. Mirio is also a great friend of mine. It's always been all three of us going to the park looking for bugs. Then Nejire came along and added to our group. When we reached high school, we instantly exceeded expectations. My illusions quirk was strong and grew as I trained more and more. Me and Mirio also helped Jiji strengthen his quirk. Look at us now. The big four.

I look up from our history assignment and at Jiji, who is sitting across from me. Then I tap my pencil on his assignment so he looks at me.

"You're glaring at the paper quite fiercely, is there something on your mind?" I ask.

He looks back down and a slight blush tints his cheeks. "No. It's nothing."

I narrow my eyes at him. "Hm. Doesn't seem like nothing. I haven't seen you concentrate like that in a while."

He sighs. "Just that we eventually have to meet the 1-A class. I don't really wanna meet new people, especially when they all seem quite... Energetic and... Impossible."

I laugh. "Oh my god, Jiji. Seriously?" He looks away, embarrassed. "You're such a loser." My head jerks with that tic. I meet his eye and smile. "Jiji, all you gotta do it pretend they're potatoes, or something. And then your stage fright will ebb away."

He sighs and looks at the paper in front of him that's near done. "I could try." Then he glances up at me. "Y/N-"

"Oh my gosh, Y/N's boyfriend is here!" 3 kids around the age of 11 come barging into the room. I instantly jump up and try getting them out of the room.

"Geez guys, get out! You're all little fuckers! Out!" I yell. "You know Tamaki doesn't like energetic balls of trash like you!"

The children begin giggling and one of them walk up to Jiji. "Hey." I hear them say. "What's it like having a girlfriend with a syndrome? Is it annoying?"

"Uh uh uhhh." He says nervously. He hides his face with his hands. "Sh-she's not my... My uhhh..."

I pull the child away from him and drag him out of the room. "You little brats stay out!" I slam the door and sigh. "Geez." I look at Jiji. His face is flushed red with embarrassment and shyness. I smile. "Sorry about that Jiji but you can deal with it fuck. Sorry. I don't mean that."

"I know." He mumbles. He sits there, pretty much all his confidence drained from him. Whatever he was trying to say before, he's definitely not gonna be able to say it now.