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by lovejjong

by lovejjong

Soraru felt stressed- he felt like he is going to die. There's 30 minutes left until his classes finally end for the day, yet it felt like a million hours. The young man felt suffocated- he can feel Lon's eyes on him as he bend over a little, hugging himself. "Are you okay?" Lon asked worriedly, and Soraru can feel the ghost of her touch on his shoulder.

Don't touch me.

Thankfully, her hands retracted and Soraru straightened up, trying his best to put on his mask for half an hour more. He already felt like dying the moment he stepped into class, since Araki's new girlfriend is in the same class as him. He could feel her eyes on him, can hear the snickers and words thrown at him. They are just a few table apart, after all, and the jabbing words are meant for him to hear.

"Look at him- ugly as fuck."
"Oh, is the baby boy crying? What a joke."
"Fat and ugly, I can see why your boyfriend decides to mess around with him."

Tears pricked the corners of his eyes, and the moment the bell rang and the lecturer dismissed them, Soraru was out the door in seconds, rubbing his eyes furiously as he made a beeline for the exit. He bumped into someone, causing the man's books to fall and the papers to scatter around, but he ignored it, instead focusing on the exit through his blurry eyes. "Hey-!" He heard the man shout, but he gritted his teeth, and pushed past the people milling about, desperate for fresh air.
The moment he is out, he spotted a black car parked outside, and walked towards it, trying to steady his breathing. When he opened the door, a young man smiled at him. "Get in," be instructed, and Soraru complied, getting in and sitting on the car's seat, smoothing his hair slowly.

   "How's school?" Neru asked, his eyes going to meet Soraru's for a second before breaking the eye contact. "It's fine," Soraru replied in a clipped tone, not really wanting to elaborate on the topic. "Did anyone bully you?" Neru continue to ask, his eyebrows furrowing in worry. "No," Soraru lied, slumping against the leather seat. "There's no need to lie to me, Sora, just tell me what is wrong?"
   A sudden burst of anger caused Soraru to close his eyes, hands fisting up. "Being my elder brother doesn't give you the reason to interrogate me like I'm a criminal," he stated bluntly, avoiding Neru's eyes. "No, but being your elder brother gives me the right to worry about you." The older male sighs, a hand sliding over to grip Soraru's hand in his own. Soraru relaxed a little, enjoying the feel of his brother's callused hand over his own.
   "I'm sorry," he mumbled, looking out towards the window. "School's just a little stressing." He said it with some sort of finality that puts an end to the conversation, and he could hear Neru's soft sigh. "We're going to reach home already- make sure you're fine," the older told Soraru, whom nodded. When Neru stopped the car, Soraru turned towards the door, his slender fingers curling around the handle and tugging at it. However, it did not budge, and Soraru frowned, turning towards his elder brother.
"Open the door." He said, the suffocation and claustrophobia building up. "Open the door-!" He shouts, but Neru just pressed his hand into Soraru's. "Remember not to keep everything inside, Sora. You know all of us love you, right?" Soraru's breaths is coming faster, and the male gasped lowly, his eyes fluttering close. "Yes-" he says, and Neru just nods, leaning in to press a kiss to Soraru's forehead. "Good, then go," he says, unlocking the car doors and allowing Soraru to stumble out and toward the house.

When Soraru entered his house, he forced a smile at his worried parents, before rushing upwards and throwing himself onto his bed. He curls into himself, pulling the blankets to himself.

next chapter is something like a flashback. so next chapter is kinda important. I'll try to rush it today.

-Aru