click "๐๐ฉ, ๐๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด๐ด..๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ. ๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ข ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ." That was the only words that your mother told you, before she left when you were seven. Then it's only been your dad.
You've grown to be cold and distant, at home. Your father got a new wife. You hated her, like it's so bad you'd murder her if you could.
At school, you were known as the flirt. You were effortlessly pretty, but you didn't want anyone.
Your best friends always pushed you towards pretty popular boys, but.. Honestly their all disgusting.
"Oh come onnn!" Chizuru would groan and shake you senseless.
"he wasn't that cute, I think her choices were valid." Sawako said, in her kind soft voice.
"that's because you obsess over Kazehaya." Ayane said, shaking her head, and picking at he nails.
When really, you only really like Ryu Sanada. This boy on the baseball team that was quiet and popular, a few had a crush on him.
Maybe that's why you were so close with him. Maybe that's why you always wanted to be near him.
But the thing is..he was obsessed with you. Like possessive crazy obsessed.
Word got out you liked him. And, honestly you were too tired to deny it.
So..the real drama started when, at sports day, all the schools of your year were at this field, and there was this one boy from your rival school, who kept looking at you.
You never noticed, everyone else only really noticed when they saw Kento, Kazehaya, Joe, and some others trying to calm Ryu down for some reason.
You, Chizuru, Ayane, and Sawako were under a tree, in the shade, like other girls, leaving the competition and sports up to the boys.
Ayane was braiding your hair, while Chizuru laid her head in your lap, and Sawako was sitting next to Ayane, against the tree. Normal girl friend group things.
Chizuru was yapping about...- honestly you don't really know.
"So, you have to-" Chizuru's talking stopped when a loud smack was heard.
Ayane finished brading your hair, and Chizuru sat up, looking for the source.
That's when you all saw it, Ryu and that boy who was staring at you the whole day. In a fight.