Y/N's POV
I'm so stupid, I'm so ashamed of myself. Skipping volleyball cause I saw a girl confess to the boy I like, why do I even care? I hate myself, promising myself things I know I can't keep. I can't take this anymore, it hurts so much. I told myself millions of times not to do it again, but I just can't learn my lesson can I. You stupid piece of trash, (your not stupid nor a piece of trash this is just for filling the story until I manage to make sense out of it.) he probably said yes. That girl was so pretty and had a nice voice, there's no way I could compete against her. Thinking I had a chance. 'Knock knock' I dry my face with my sleeve, "come in." "(L/N)- dear, you're red. Do you have a fever?" He puts his hand on my forehead, "n-no I don't." "Hm, are you cold, hungry? I brought you some soup." "I-I'm fine Shirabu." "Are you sure I- I mean we don't want you to get sick." "Yes, I'm sure I just had a headache." "Hm, ok then."
A/N: suuuuuuper short chapter sorry.
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FanfictionA shirabuxreader fanfic, the art on the cover is obviously not made by me. Anyways this is a Shirabuxreader story it's completely appropriate for all ages except for the fact that Shirabu is in high school, but you're his age ;). Oh and the book may...
