Your p.o.v
"Cmon Y/n. You know you'll never have a chance. I don't mean to be rude but, he's out of your league." B/f/n explained to me. I painfully nodded in agreement as I watch C/n play his favourite sport (or whatever he normally does. I don't know your C/n 😂.)."I... I have to go. Babysitting." B/f/n nodded and I fled the scene. Tears starting filling my eyes but I didn't let them escape. I shook my head as I arrived at my destination. After instructions I soon started.
"Y/n, you okay?" The little kid asked. I nodded and watched them walk away and continue playing. I smiled sadly and continued with the babysitting session.
Seconds turned to minutes. Minutes to hours. Hours to days. Days to weeks. Weeks to months. Months have passed since that talk with B/f/n. Months passed and I still haven't gotten over C/n.
"Y/n, you have to be like that song and let go of him. (If you know what song this is from you're my best friend. Hint: kpop, 3 letters 😉😉)" I couldn't respond. I just stared at my desk as she continued to list why I shouldn't love him.
I heard someone walk into the room. I didn't look. Instead I pulled out an empty notebook as B/f/n sighed and went to her spot. Someone came closer to me. I sighed and put my pencil down from doodling.
"Look B/f/n, I get it. I get that C/n's out of my league and that I should move on. But I can't so stop pestering me about it. There's just something keeping me from letting go..." I didn't look at the person and shoved the notebook back into my bag. I turned towards who I assumed was B/f/n.
"C-C/n! U-uh forget you heard anything." I rushed out of the room and into the bathroom. For once I was glad I came to school early. I sighed and tried to calm down my racing heart.
The same thing repeated. Weeks passed and C/n and I haven't spoken to each other since that incident. Each day seems like it's getting harder and harder to move on. B/f/n's been rooting for me but, I for some reason still can't get C/n out of my head. He probably hates me... wait... why was he coming up to me? His seat was on the other side of the class and his friends are seated there too.
I pulled out my notebook again and flipped to an empty page. I grabbed my pencil and started doodling. I didn't realize I started drawing C/n until someone mentioned it.
"Guys! Look Y/n drew a picture of C/n!" The person who turned it to be C/b/f/n pulled the notebook and ripped the page out. He showed it to the entire class. My face heated up out of embarrassment. I tried to grab it out of C/b/f/n's hands but I didn't get it. Instead I tripped and fell on the corner of a desk. Ouch.
C/b/f/n laughed and tore up the page. My eyes filled with tears but it stopped when I felt something warm dripping down my face. I lifted my hand to touch the top of my head. Blood. The world started blurring around me.
"C/b/f/n! That's not the right way to treat a fellow classmate. Go to the office." The teacher yelled. I moved my head elsewhere. C/n, he had such a sad face on. I wonder why. C/n looked at me and opened his mouth.
"She's bleeding!" Right then and there, the world turned black.
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"Please please please wake up. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let C/b/f/n do that. Please don't give up on me either. I love you too much for that to happen. I'm sorry."
"What? Where... where am I?" I pretended to not hear the confession and tried to stay calm.
"The nurse's office. You fainted."
"Oh." Silence filled the air between us.
"C/n?"
"Yes?"
"I love you too"
"You heard that?!"
"Children keep your voices down! There others here. Confess later when you're alone."
"O-oh sorry miss." I smiled at C/n's embarrassment.
"I love you." I whispered.
"I love you too."
This one is soooo rushed. I had less than an hour to write this so I'm sorry if there's mistakes or if it seems off track. Anyways I hope you enjoyed, bye~.

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