The next day at school was the same as any other, except a certain someone was acting differently.
Asano had been walking around, pale as ghost. Infact, he looked like he had just seen a ghost.
Clearing my throat, I turned around. Normally I would head to the roof for the lunch period, but today was different.
"A-Asano-kun? Are you okay?" I asked and he simply nodded. I frowned, before turning back around.
Why do I even love him? Is it his mysterious personality or his charming looks?
I could care less.
I'm in love with a boy who will possibly never see me in the same light.
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don't say goodbye // asano gakushū
Короткий рассказmajor tw: suicide and self harm. i wrote this at age 15 and never put trigger warnings. "the last thing i heard was you whispering goodbye and then i heard you flatline." © delicatedahlia
