My reality Natsuki x yuri

Worry

TW: self harm

Natsuki's Pov

I get up super tired and can't even move to get out of bed.

How hard did he hit me yesterday??

I decided to skip school and get some rest. I didn't get time to do my homework or write a poem anyway.

Yuri's Pov

I walk to school with no annoyances like usual but I don't see Natsuki. I always see her walking to school but she never sees me.

We have 2nd period together so I shook it off for now.

Time skip to second period

She's still not here. Is she skipping school?? Did she forget?? I'm honestly worried about her. What if she's hurt or something??

I see Sayori in class and she waves at me. I wave back.

"Hey Yuri! You look kinda sad, you okay?"

She walks over to me and sits next to me.

"Yeah I'm good.. Just worried about Natsuki."

She laughs. "You're worried about her? She's probably just skipping."

Hopefully..

"Yeah, you're probably right."

Our teacher comes in and we spend the rest of that period learning information we don't need.

I can't stop thinking about Natsuki..

Time skip to the end of the day

I walk to the club room and go straight to Monika.

"Hey Yuri, what's up?"

She seems so happy.. though her green eyes start looking in Sayori's direction when I'm clearly talking to her.

"U-um do you know w-where N-Natsuki is? I'm um k-kinda worried about h-her.."

My heart starts pounding. Why? There's nothing wrong except for Natsuki. Why am I freaking out about her??

"Oh she texted me. She's feeling a little sick so she took the day off."

She's sick?? "O-oh thank you.." I need this conversation to be over now.

"No problem" I walk away and go over to the door. "I-I have to go to the bathroom.."

I run out of the classroom and head to the bathroom. I make sure no one is in it and I close and lock the door.

Oh thank god. Some alone time.

I take a little pocket knife out of my pocket and roll up my sleeve to reveal many cuts.

I take the knife and slice my skin. I slice again and again and again. Blood starts dripping on the floor.

I go get some stuff to clean it up and I put the knife away.

I cover up my cuts with my sleeve and walk out like nothing happened.

(418 words)