Philophobia: The fear of falling in love or emotional attachment. The risk is usually when a person has confronted any emotional turmoil relating to love in the past but also can be chronic phobia.
I finally ordered my Atsushi cosplay and I'm p sure it'll be here in a few weeks!!
Atsushi's POV
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*next day*
I half-opened my eyes, staring at the digital clock on my bedside table.
1:08 PM
No.
I refuse.
Someone else must have messed with my clock.
But who..?
You live alone.
But what if-
or·phan ˈôrfən/ noun
Point taken..
I lazily rolled to the side, hitting the carpeted floor. I groaned loudly and my body simply refused to move.
I lay there for what felt like an eternity, but in reality was only a few minutes. I stood up slowly, my vision going fuzzy for a few seconds.
I picked up my phone that was charging next to my alarm clock, I turned it on to be sure I wasn't hallucinating.
1:13 PM
Why..
Because you were punched in the jaw yesterday and are emotionally drained?
Yeah, pretty much.
Least I didn't mess it up further..
Rule number one: No eye contact. If you make eye contact with Ryunosuke, your life is on the line.
Rule number two: Do not, by any means fight back, you can shield yourself. But fighting back means suspension and you know this.
I was lost in thought, going over my little "rules" for dealing with the worst person I know. I found myself staring at nothing pretty often.
I had to think about everything there was to think about, since I never have anything better to do.
I figured I might as well get something to eat, so I walked out to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and scanned for something to eat.
I then remembered it had been a while since I'd gone grocery shopping, as there was barely anything there. My absolute worst nightmare, starvation, had come upon me.
It seemed like a good idea to quickly get my groceries now, and grab something to eat along the way.
I made my way out to the living room and grabbed my jacket off of a hook on the wall along with my wallet.
I opened the door, walking out and closing it behind me then locking it.
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Rip short chapter bc schOol.
I'm writing this with Oliver literally sitting on top of me.
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