After So Long~(Nakamoto Yuta)~

After So Long~(Nakamoto Yuta)~

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"My god, what do you WANT" I grumble, upset from this current situation I had awkwardly been placed in. Yuta's teeth biting at his lower lip in frustration with his eyebrows furrowed and his gaze shifted to the ground. I was pinned against the wall of my own house, his arms on either side of me resting on my wall. "Tell me who he is" he says, his voice not even aggressive anymore. His tone was gentle and monotone, much different from his tone when he pushed me against this wall only moments ago. "I don't understand what you're so worked up about. Even if anything was going out with him, why would it matter to you?" I scoff, feeling a deep sense of guilt as the words leave my mouth, but not being able to stop. His gaze finally finds mine again, his eyes that were filled with rage were now soft and glassed over. He doesn't say anything, he just looks at me with that pathetic gaze before stepping away from me. His arms that were trapping me seconds ago now by his sides, sliding into the pockets of his jeans as he recollects his usual emotionless expression and nods slowly. "Nothing," he chuckles, his gaze that was directed towards the grass travels up and meets mine once last time, "It has absolutely nothing to do with me" before he turns away from me and starts making his way to his house that was just next door to mine. ~~~ Yua and Yuta have known each other since a young age, their families having always been close friends. They were close friends until around when Yua was in her 2nd year of middle school. Both sat and quietly watching the other from afar, until it came time for Yuta to go off to college. The two separated, giving up the other. However, when Yua gets into the same college as him...it seems Yuta hasn't lost his possessiveness over her.
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Being equally important, my mother had a mother to mother talk with our neighbour, asking as politely as she possibly could to babysit me - but I wouldn't exactly call it babysitting if my mom specifically asks that I only stay over to study for as long as I want; no food included, no relaxation breaks, nothing except studying. In other words my mother asked if I could use their house as a study spot when she and my dad argue. Having explained it to our neighbour, she willing and wholeheartedly accepted, and with that she offered if I could sometimes stay for dinner, but my mother declined. Repeatedly emphasizing on the 'study only'. So, already being agreed, our neighbour noted how she had a son who's three years older than me, which did not bother my mother - but it bothered me. It did bother me before I started studying there. I was practically invisible to the sixteen year old boy who never glanced my way, not even once. He was smart, according to his mother who would help me with something I was bad at, but he was very much a problematic child. Although, to me he was just a nice boy, with a phone in his hand, always walking from his room to the kitchen, and never saying hello to me. It would be an understatement if I said he didn't know I existed, because he did know I existed and that I came to study at his house everyday, he just never took it in his interest to look at me when I looked at him. And that's how I grew up. Having two homes. The one I wake up in, sleep in, eat in, bath in and the one I study in - also known as the house I met my first crush Taeil. Taeil, who didn't bother noticing me but allowed me to notice him everyday of the week, month, year, up to a decade - excluding family outings and outings similar to that. In conclusion, I basically watched him grow up. Grow up into the drug and alcoholic, sex in love man he is. Copyrights © Dzzuling_Min

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