𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ❦ 𝐌𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐮

22

Despite telling myself I wouldn't be drinking any alcoholic beverages for tonight, I still managed to finish the bottle of booze Ichika had given me earlier. I spent an hour strolling around my beloved bestfriend's enormous property, and somehow ended up on the same rooftop from that one night during the sleepover. I wasn't tipsy at all, nor dizzy. My body just felt weak and tired, but my mind was gladly still functioning well,

I sat down on the floor, flinching at the coldness of the cement against my skin. I held on to the railings and looked down on the crowd of people partying. I heaved a sigh and lied down, later on allowing my thoughts to take over,

The night was calm and cold, it comforted me in a way. The door from behind me suddenly clicked open after a few minutes, I sat back up and fixed my dress,

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't know you were here," My eyes widened at the realization of who it was. I nibbled on my lower lip and looked over to him, "It's fine,"

The atmosphere thickened, and the silence deafened me more and more by each passing minute. I diverted my attention to something else in attempt to distract myself from the uncomfortableness. Atsumu later on approached me, and sat down right next to me, "It's just like that night.." He chuckled,

I lightly smiled. The feeling was there again.. The silence only made my hearbeat more audible for the both of us. I closed my eyes and held tightly onto the hem of my dress, "Kimura-san,"

My heart ached at the sound of his voice calling for my name, I cleared my throat, "W-What.." I kept my head down, and my hair covered my face. I didn't know how I looked but I was more than sure my cheeks were burning up,

"I'm sorry," I looked at him and furrowed my eyebrows,

He looked back, and on his face was probably the most genuine smile I have ever seen, "For making you feel uncomfortable,"

"I know it's not enough.. just apologizing like this,"

"But I know I should have been more sensitive and cautious of my actions,"

For some reason, the storm inside me had calmed down. His smile brought me back to that night. That one night he shared me a piece of his being, that one night we spent alone together under the moonlit night. I only hummed in response to this, and finally managed to get my composure back up,

"I don't know how I'll do it, but I promise to keep my distance from you from now on,"

I shot him a confused look, then suddenly remembered the things I have been doing to him for the past few weeks,

"Stay away from me,"

"Stop following me!"

My knees went weak, I felt a part of me growing dull as well, "May I ask why you stopped showing up to school?"

"I-I had a fever.." I lied,

"Really? How are you feeling now?" His eyes grew wide and he turned his body to get a better look of me. I flinched at this and he immediately noticed, "Oh right - I'm sorry,"

"I was worried you stopped showing up because of me.." he chuckled, "Well, now that that's settled, I better get going now," He stood up and dusted away the dirt from his pants,

"Take care of yourself,"

He stared at me and later on smiled after a few seconds, "See ya when I do," he walked away and left, and then

I was all alone again,

For the rest of the night.

-

All the lights were off and mother and Aki were already asleep. I lazily plopped myself down the bed, not even bothering to change into my pajamas. I scrolled through my bird app and was already about to send Ichika a message, until..

[A/N: credits to the rightful owner of this artwork!¡ @pridraws on twitter. source: pinterest]

I zoomed into the photo and clicked my tongue at how terrible the caption was, "No where near fine at all.."

Despite this, I found myself dumbfoundedly staring at his picture for God knows how long. I heaved a sigh in exhaustion, later on peeking at my phone again. I suddenly felt a strong urge to save the picture, for some reason..

I nibbled on my lower lip and placed the phone down on my bed. I sat back up and stared at the picture. My fingers felt like they were moving on their own. Just before I could save the picture, I held onto my wrist and groaned.

No, we're not saving his picture.

I looked at it again and only shook my head vigorously.

'Come on, it's just a picture,' the voice from inside my head said. I grabbed my phone and immediately placed it down my nightstand right after saving the picture to my gallery.

Ahh..

What's going on with me?