walking through the airport you could only hide yourself using the hood you had so nobody would even look at you, yet every single person was

and no you weren’t famous or anything, so why were people looking at you? and what people were looking at you?

a few weeks ago you thought you’f have fun on the trip your university was taking you to, a chance to go to another country with people you liked and most importantly no parental supervision, it would also be a chance for you to interact with more people, you weren’t a loner but you just liked being with people you knew without making an effort.

Only if you had known the most disgusting rumour would be circling around by the time this trip came to an end, you would’ve never even gone in the first place. Obviously the rumour was around you, but you’d never expect to be involved with the Nishimura Riki he didn’t speak a lot but every person knew him, his personality was unpredictable.

seeing every person’s fingers hovering and rolling above their screen while they kept murmuring about you two, what were they even looking at? A photo of you and riki beside the hot tub, no you weren’t inside it but he was, you needed comfort that day and surprisingly he gave it to you but nothing else happened and hearing all sorts of conspiracies others made up was absolutely sick

Your hood fell off but before you could pick it up you felt someone wrap their jacket around you, you tried to turn around even though you had a feeling who it was.

“Don’t turn around, don’t look at anyone, just keep walking we’re almost out.”