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I handed in the gown a day late due to the incident at the party. My mother, on the other hand, made me catch a flight a week early, meaning I was leaving tomorrow.
I haven't even seen kenma ever since that night. We don't even have classes together since he's a year older. He seemed to be even more distant than he was before and my constant going out didn't do the situation any justice.
'Did I freak him out? Did I do something wrong?’ I let out an exhale, rubbing my red eyes.
It probably wasn't meant to be. It was pointless from day one.
I was so eager to get him to like me, I can't give up now…
Should I invite him?
I bit my finger, bouncing my leg whilst my eyes averted to the door.
You only live once… I finally got the balls to talk to him and I jumped off my bed, watching my feet drag over to his room.
Just do it. If he says no, that's fine!
I swallowed the lump in my throat and knocked on the door, regretting my choices instantly. "... coming," his monotone voice called out quietly.
once he opened the door, I felt his gold eyes stare at me while mine stared at the ground, too nervous to look up at him.
I might throw up.
" (Reader)? What do you want?" he said, pushing his hair back.
