《Violet Eyes || Haikyuu!! Fanfiction ||》Chapter 5: Cussing
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I couldn't hear anything. The sharp pain on my arm triggered old memories and...why does it have to be that time?! My hands were shaking and I couldn't move my body. The images kept replaying in my mind and it's unbearable. I want it to stop...I want it to keep it away from me...But...
"Mi-Mizuki-san? Please, calm down..."
My senses finally came back after I heard a voice. I felt gentle hands rubbing my shoulders. That voice...it sounded reassuring...whose voice was it? It's clearly a male's voice...
"E-eh? I-I'm f-fine" I answered, lowering my head. I heard a sigh "Thank goodness...Tsukki, she finally answered..." Wait, isn't that Tadashi-kun's voice? What are they doing here again?
"See? I told you she's fine and she agreed to go out on a date with me" Haruiko-san said. Wait...oh...I remember what happened. Luckily, I managed to recover fast from the nightmares. The nerve of this guy!! Can I kill Haruiko-san now?
"What?!" Tadashi-kun said "D-date?!"
I heaved out a sigh and I resisted the urge to strangle Haruiko-san to death "Don't believe him. I didn't agree anything about the damn date, Haruiko-san so..." I took a deep breath and prepared to say the cursed word I've been holding in "Get the fuck outta here and leave me alone before I kick your ass"
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.
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His face first contorted from confusion, then realization then lastly horror. "Mi-Mizuki-chan...you...could...curse...I thought...you're...innocent..."
Yeah, right...
"Leave. Now" I said, saying each word with emphasis, a dark aura behind me. I hate it when people judge me quickly. I could curse but for "emergencies" only or depending on my mood.
"A-all right...I'll stop bothering you..." and he quickly left. After he left, I looked around and saw Tsukishima-kun and Tadashi-kun. I'm afraid that they will hate me because I bad-mouthed the second year. I actually thought that if I can be friends with them, since they helped me, sort of. Instead of looks of despise and hate, Tadashi-kun looked concerned, Tsukishima-kun...I don't know, his expression is blank, as always. Is it my imagination or did I just saw a tiny look of amusement in his eyes?
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"Are you all right, Mizuki-san?" Tadashi-kun asked me, looking worried "Wh-what did Haruiko-san do to you? D-did he hurt you?"
"I-I'm fine...thanks for helping me..." I said, biting my lip "And...about earlier, can you please keep it quiet?"
"The cussing part or the shaking part?" Tsukishima-kun asked.
"Both"
"Fine, next time, don't go out on your own. You should know that most guys here are like that. Unlike your old school, which is an all-girls school, some guys here are perverts, so you better not fall for their stupid tricks, Mizuki" Tsukishima-kun told me.
I was surprised. Really. I never expected that I trusted someone again of something, regardless how small or big it is.
Trusting someone is a mistake...
I kept thinking that way after it happened. Trusting someone with a secret is a bad thing. It could be used against you.
But I wanted to trust someone...
"Yes, thanks..." I said, bowing "I owe you guys. I promise I'll repay you"
"I-it's fine, Mizuki-san! You don't have to..." Tadashi-kun told me..
"Anyway, I heard from Yamaguchi that you got no sense of direction. We came to find you because class is about to start. Let's go now before sensei will scold us" Tsukishima-kun told me
"E-EEEH?"
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