Faith | Akira Kurusu x OC | Persona 5

Worthless | Akira's Story | Part 6

PROTIP: This part of the story is divided by past and present, so when it finally reaches the present point in the story, the italicized words will disappear.

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"What's wrong? You've been quiet all morning." Morgana mewed peering his head out of Akira's schoolbag as he walked to school.

"Nothing much, Yuuen just looked really out of it yesterday, I hope I didn't make her too upset..." Akira sighed shifting his hold on the school bag, morning Morgana a little in the process.

"You mean when you yelled at her during detention?" Morgana questioned bluntly shifting his tail back and forth in curiosity.

"U-Uh um-... I wouldn't say yelled, I just... got really defensive is all." Akira stuttered out a bit not really knowing what to say.

"So you yelled at her," Morgana concluded with a sigh, not willing to sugar-coat the truth for Akira.

"Anyways, I'll apologize to her today. Perhaps I'll even make her coffee afterschool." He trailed off, thinking of how he should apologize, "She'd like that..." He noted as Morgana just sighed in hopelessness.

'He's in too deep for me to help him now...' Morgana sweatdropped as he watched his leader mumbled quietly to himself. 

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It wasn't long until the first-period bell rang, yet Yuuen never showed up to her seat.

Akira frowned as he turned around, only to see her desk empty once again.

"She isn't going to just magically be there when you turn around you know," Morgana commented as he watched Akira turn around for the umpteenth time.

Akira sighed in defeat as he finally began to focus on the lesson, ignoring the cat's snarky comment as he took down some notes.

It wasn't like it was abnormal for a student to be absent from school one day, but for some reason, it really bothered him.

And he was positive it wasn't his loneliness speaking.

He's had this hanging dread upon him ever since yesterday evening like something really bad happened but he just doesn't know what. 

And the worst part was that his instincts were telling him it had something to do with Yuuen.

He turned around a final time before staring at the empty black chair behind him.

He winced a bit as a bit of deja vu occurred to him.

It wasn't the first time something like this happened.

"Taku..." He mumbled out inaudibly as his eyes widened slightly.

Suddenly he felt really sick, the nerves in his body peaked as he felt the need to throw up.

'No... not again...' He let out a shaky breath, holding his head as he turned back around.

Suddenly the air became suffocating as his hands began to grow clammier.

"Kurusu?" The teacher's voice rang snapping him out of his thoughts. "Are you alright? You look rather pale..." She questioned with a bit of concern for the shaky boy.

"I-I...just need to use the bathroom." He forced out quickly shooting up from his seat to leave the classroom.

"O-Oh... ok, just let me know if you want to go to the nurse..." She creased her brows watching the thin boy leave the classroom abruptly, earning quite the large amount of murmurs from the gossiping students.