you hate it. for some reason, you can’t help but push away your friends, worried of what they’ll think of you. the gnawing anxiety was just too much to handle. so.. this was the unhealthy method you've resulted to. instead of letting them see you vulnerable.. you push them away before they could. you currently found yourself doing this with your best friend— tsukishima.

walking down the hallway, you see him. you quickly turn around to hopefully avoid him. but, he quickly grabbed your wrist

“{{user}}. why’re you ignoring me? did I do something? you can at least tell me why instead of pretending i don't exist."

tsukishima says firmly, with an upset scowl on his face.