I Don't Understand you ||Tsukishima Kei Story

What up, Adrian lover

Y/n's pov

Refreshing, noting like a good nap in the corner of a room. Sublime, really. I was about to get some good news.

"Y/n you'd never believe it-." Yamaguchi starts as he walks into the room, pausing as soon as he sees me.

"Yo..." I pause. "That's the dino basket."

"What... What happened?" he asks with wide eyes.

"Huh? What?" I ask. "Don't act like I don't always look like trash. So did I win the pageant thing or what?"

"You did," he nods his head.

He sets the basket down and starts walking over to me slowly.

"Isn't this good?" I ask. "I dino crap and the class gets something right?"

"Your hair," he says.

"What? I like it crusty," I shrug.

"No," he shakes his head. "What happened."

"What do you mean-?" I start but pause immediately when I feel it. "What the hell is that?"

"I don't know," he says.

"It's everywhere," I say in disbelief as I attempt to run my fingers through my hair. "What is it? What does it look like?" I start to panic.

"I don't know," he says with panic in his voice.

"Well... Can you like brush it out?" I ask. "Or comb it."

"I don't think I can," he says. "Its like glue... Well, it looks like glue."

"Like 'let's make slime' glue or 'that's a lot of damage lemme get the glue' glue?" I ask. "Come on, tell me."

"Well... I'm sure we can get it out," he says. "If we try hard enough."

"What do you mean if we try hard enough?" I question.

"Its not the slime kind," he says.

"Then what is it?" I ask.

"I don't know," he says. "Its glue."

"What it look like?" I ask. "Is it bad? It feels bad, tell me it's not bad!"

"If I tell you it's not bad will not cry?" he asks.\

"I'm not crying," I say. "I'm not a crybaby."

"Well I can't deal with crying people," he says. "Should I get Tsuki?"

"Don't," I wipe my face. "I'm not crying."

"Y/n don't cry!" he practically yells. "Please don't!"

"I'm not crying," I say. "My eyes are just leaking."

"What are we gonna do?" he questions. "I don't think it'll wash out. What if we have to cut it?"

"Cut it!" I yell. "No no no, we can't cut it. No, we need to fix it."

"We can't fix it," he says. "Its too... It done for."

"Don't say that it's done for," I say. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"

"Well what do you want me to do!?" he questions.

"Well, what do we have to do?" I ask.

"I think we have to cut it," he says.

"But I don't want to cut my hair."

"Want me to call Tsuki?"

"No, don't call him."

"Then what?"

"Then cut my hair!"

"What?" he asks.

"Just... Just cut out the glue," I say. "Just the glue though."

"You want me to cut it?" he asks.

"No, of course, I didn't want it cut," I say. "But its stuck, what else is there to do?"

"I don't want to mess up your hair!" he yells.

"It's full of glue, it's done," I say. "Just do it."

"But Y/n," he says. "What if I make it worse."

"Just try to keep it as long as you can," I say. "Please."

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"It's fine," I say. "It's fine."

"Y/n..." Yamaguchi stars.

"It's fine," I say again. I can stay home till it grows out."

"You can't do that," he says. "That'll be months."

"Exactly," I nod my head. "It's fine, it can grow. It will grow, it has to grow."

"Do you want a hat?" he holds it out.

"Yes," I take it. "Thanks."

"Well short hair isn't that bad," he says.

"Yes," I put it on, making sure to shove all of my hair into it. Well, what little hair I have left. "Thanks."

"Do you want me to call Tsuki?" he asks.

"No," I shake my head. "I'm going to call my brother and ask him to pick me up. Its still Kei's birthday, I don't want to bother him, I have every other day of the year to bother him."

"Are yo-" he starts.

"Yeah," I nod my head. "I'm good."

"Okay," he nods his head, unsure.

Okay, i'm done having a spazz attack now.

-Crouton