*Underline* is English (not much of it)
Y/n POV:
'I can't wait for you, to come my way, I've been far away, But I'll keep running, just to find a way to you 'til then,' I sing in my head as I hear the lunch bell ring. 'That asshole! Now he's got that song stuck in my head.'
As much as I hate to admit it, I had fun last night with Haruto. Maybe not the running, but it brought back a feeling that I hadn't felt in a while. One where I felt that nothing was wrong with the world and I could be free from the negative emotions that surround it.
'Heh...I'm gonna have a fun time working with him,' I think as a smile appears on my face. I grab my pre-made bento from my bag and begin eating, extremely content with both my food and my thoughts.
"Hey," I hear the orange-haired boy say, as he sat in front of Uenoyama. Should I have learned his name by now? Yes. Will I ask him? Nope. "Are you guys, like, super good friends suddenly?" he asks Uenoyama, bringing both his and my attention to the conversation.
"Huh?" Uenoyama questions as he holds a yakisoba bread in his hand. "Who's "you guys"?" he asks, while I already figure out who he was talking about.
"Y'know, you, the person who sits next to you, and the kid from the class next door..." the orange-head responds, pointing to me, not noticing that I was listening in on the conversation.
'Dude...I'm not deaf. You can't be the loudest person in the class, mention me in a conversation, and point at me, then not realize I'm listening to every word you say.' I think as I continue to eaves-drop.
"What's their name? Yamamoto? Takahashi? And what's his name? Suzuki? Tanaka?" Orangey, a nickname I came up with, says, making me sweatdrop.
'Did you just name off the most common last names in Japan, in hopes that you would guess right? And you still missed both of them! Like they're both really common' I think, slightly agitated at his words.
"Ito? Sato?" Uenoyama mentions while taking a bite out of his bread, making me glad he finally spoke up. At least one person knows my name.
"Yeah, him! And is that their name? I didn't know that!" Orangey starts making me breathe out an aggravated breath. "Anyway, why are you guys so buddy-buddy lately? You've been hanging out with both of them instead of us, right?" he continues, making Uenoyama look a bit shocked at his friend's words. "I mean you, Takahashi, and Suzuki-" Orangey says, but gets cut off by Uenoyama.
"It's Ito and Sato," Uenoyama corrects him, making me thankful for his words.
'I owe you something as thanks Uenoyama. Whatever you want, besides money, I'll do or give to you,' I promise him in my head, not noticing the approaching girl.
"Well, none of you are exactly sociable," a random girl says while walking up to the two boys, shocking the both of them. I take a quick look at her and see that she has Persian orange coloured hair and eyes. She was wearing a brown sweater and a green skirt.
'How dare you point out the obvious!' I think, making myself silently chuckle as the girl continues to talk.
"Two of you are in the same class, while the other is not. All three of you have different personalities..." she points out, making me more agitated.
'It seems hypocritical for me to think this, but you don't know me. Don't talk about any of us like you do,' I think as I slightly stare into the back of her head.
"All the girls have been wondering what's up, too," she continues, making me uncomfortable about where this conversation was heading.
"They're actually wondering?" Uenoyama asks this random girl.
"Yup, I mean, Sato-kun's pretty hot, y'know?" she says, immediately making me done with the conversation. I quietly push back my chair and grab my snare and head to leave the classroom, briefly catching the eyes of the three people talking. I walk through the door and walk to the gym, wanting to go into the stairwell, not noticing Mafuyu approaching the room.
'Calm down, it's fine. It's fine,' I repeated to myself in my head as I walk into the stairwell, very agitated at the girl and her words. I don't know if it is only me, but I absolutely hate it when people talk about others like they are an object. Doesn't matter who they are or what gender they identify as, when I hear them objectifying someone, I get angry. However, for some reason, I don't mind the words 'cute' or 'attractive' when being used to describe someone. Maybe because they can be used to describe someone's personality, but I think my point still stands.
I sit down on the railing in my normal spot and clench my fists, trying to not let my emotions blow up anymore, as tears start to prickle my eyes. "She wasn't even calling me hot? Why do I care?" I question out loud as I think through my emotions. 'Mafuyu's your friend. And he is attractive, but she only meant on the outside, when I mean on the inside as well,' I think as I feel a single teardrop fall from my right eye.
"Aha," I half-laugh, half sigh, as I wipe away the tear. "What's it like being the weakest link in the chain? I say to myself, almost making more tears fall from my eyes until I see both Mafuyu and Uenoyama walk into the stairwell. Quickly, I rub my eyes and put on a fake smile, not wanting them to worry about me.
"H-hey guys. What's up?" I ask, cursing myself for stuttering. They just look at me with concern in their eyes, which makes me look towards the window, not wanting to see their pitying eyes.
"Y/n-chan," Mafuyu quietly says, making me look back at him, staring into his eyes, which now hold nothing but compassion, making me feel guilty for looking away. "Is there anything wrong?" he sincerely asks making the tears come back to my eyes. I remain silent, but get off the railing and walk over to him. As I approach him, he doesn't back up, making me sigh a breath of relief. I suddenly wrap my arms around him, pulling him into a hug, surprising both boys.
"I-I... I just need a hug," I tell him, slightly burying my face into his shoulder, but still keeping the tears in. After a few moments, I feel arms wrap around me and I feel my spirits slightly lift. His hug feels warm and comforting, even if he didn't know what happened to make me like this. I pull away from him and look at Uenoyama, who looks just as concerned. Slowly I walk towards him and he flinches, expecting me to give him a hug. However, instead of a hug, I slap him on the back of the head and walk back to my spot on the railing.
"What was that for?" he yells at me while holding the back of his head. I slightly laugh at his shocked and angry face as he slightly groans in pain.
"Next time you talk about me, maybe make sure I'm not sitting right beside you," I scold him as I teasingly stick my tongue out.
He rolled his eyes and slightly huffed in annoyance before turning to Mafuyu. "Whatever, let's start," he tells him while sitting down and pulling out his guitar. Mafuyu simply nods and follows Uenoyama's lead.
I smile while watching them set up, no hint of sadness on my face anymore. 'Knew it was a good idea,' I think as Uenoyama begins teaching about strumming the strings.
"From top to bottom, and then you go back up," Uenoyama says, moving his hands to show him, but Mafuyu slowly strums the strings before he can. "Right. When you do that over and over, it sounds like this," Uenoyama says while quickly strumming his strings as Mafuyu carefully watches. Uenoyama tells him to try the strumming out and Mafuyu turns back to his guitar, doing what he was instructed to do.
A minute or two passes by with only the sounds of Mafuyu strumming being heard. I lean it on the glass and close my eyes, enjoying the warmth of the sun and the peaceful music.
"Hey," Uenoyama suddenly says, shaking me out of my head as I sit up and look at him. He was only talking to Mafuyu, but I should pay attention in case something goes down."Did you get that guitar from your dad or something?" Uenoyama asks, making me slightly nervous
'Oh, I wouldn't touch on that subject if I were you. I can already tell that guitar belonged to someone he truly loved and death is a very touchy subject, especially for yours truly,' I think as I look at Mafuyu.
"No. I don't have a dad," Mafuyu bluntly says while shaking his head no.
'I guess we're in the same club, but what happened to his? Actually, I don't wanna know, it's his business.'
"Huh? Oh, sorry," Uenoyama says a bit shocked. As he overs his mouth with his hand, I slightly giggle at his reaction to the info about Mafuyu's father, though I stop myself once I realize it's not a laughing matter. "Uh, in that case... What kind of music do you like?" he asks after a few seconds of quiet, probably wanting to know more about the salmon-haired boy. "Do you have a favourite song? You must have at least one..."
'Please say my music, please say my music, please say my music, please say my music, please say-'
"I dunno," Mafuyu responds blankly, making both me and Uenoyama drop our heads in disappointment.
'Goddammit!' I internally scream until I hear Mafuyu begin speaking again.
"I'm not sure if it's one I actually like, but there is a song that plays in my head all the time," Mafuyu says and I understand completely.
'Ever heard of 'Touch You'? It's a real sing-along' I jokingly think in my head as Uenoyama looks like he is slightly dying.
"What's it called?" Uenoyama asks, and I can't tell if he's being serious or is just humouring him at this point.
"I don't know the name," Mafuyu replies, making me wonder what this song that was always stuck in his head sounded like. "Um...Oh. But it sounds like this," he continues, taking a deep breath.
'Is he actually going to sing?' I think to myself, but stop once I hear Mafuyu's singing.
(Play video on top if you don't remember. Personally, I know it well enough to duet him, but I'm just weird)
"~La, la, la, la, la. La, la, la, la, la,~" Mafuyu starts singing as my mouth drops. I slightly look down to Uenoyama and he is just as surprised, as he sits there with his mouth slightly ajar and his eyes wide open.
"~La, la, la, la. La, la, la, la, la,~" Mafuyu continues as I close my eyes, preventing anything else from distracting me.
"~La, la, la, la. La, la, la, la.~"
'It's like... a day in spring'
"~La, la, la, la,la, la, la, la.~"
'No, that's not right...' I think as Mafuyu finishes singing. 'More like...a winter day. A winter story.'
"It sounds like that," mafuyu says, not knowing he just sounded like an angel who fell to Earth. My mouth hangs open as TV static fills my brain.
'GHXDVHJTFBHYGGHETVL...SERCFHUI XRTVGOHGFCJH,' is all that goes through my head. I can hear talking but I can't respond. It's like a powerful spell has been broken. '"You sang well", my ass! Don't be acting like I'm hot shit when you sound like how I think a diamond would sing
"Hey!" Uenoyama suddenly said, shaking both himself and me out of our trances. "Do you want to join our band?" he asks/shouts at Mafuyu as I continue to sit still, my mouth catching flies.
'Why not me?!' I joke to myself as I wait for Mafuyu's answer, not expecting what would come next.
Bum, bum, bum... LOL. Anyways, that concludes Episode 2. Sorry for the shorter chapter today, but I already released my Valentine's Day chapter and plan to release my second character info later, so I'll probably start Episode 3 tomorrow.
Do you guys like the longer chapters or shorter chapters? It doesn't matter to me that much, but I'd like to know.
This is also a side note, but I'm planning on writing a Yuukoku No Moriarty (Moriarty the Patriot) x Reader book alongside this one and may write character info and a chapter for that later today. However, with doing this, my attention will be divided, so I might not update as often. Just a forewarning.
Have a good morning/evening/night,
~Kyra
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