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🎼🎧 - mafuyu - uenoyama -

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m a f u y u ' s . p o v :

"Uenoyama-kun, I wanted to show you something," I say, stopping my boyfriend from standing up from the stairs. We sit here, just like the day I met him...
I chase a paper out of one of my folders, handing the small, handwritten piece of paper to him. At first, I'm not sure he stares at it because of my messy handwriting, but suddenly he glances at me, then back to the paper.

Is he confused?

Is he disgusted?

His expression stays unreadable for me as the seconds pass by. He isn't saying anything and it's scary at some point, "Is it that bad?"

"I just can't get that you wrote this. You're always a different person when it comes to lyrics, but.. I'm stunned. Your lyrics are so relatable. The band will be so happy to see this!" He says, taking my hand in his empty one, squeezing it gently.

Only the band...
I mean, I know he considers the band first in many things before me, so it really shouldn't be that big of a problem as it is to me, but... I wish I would be his first priority some time.

"... Don't you, too, think so?" I snap out of my thoughts, back to Uenoyama. God what did he say?

"I guess..," I somehow stutter out, not looking him in the eyes, because he could tell I'm lying.

"Great! Then see you at noon, I've gotta go to class. Bye, Mafuyu," he says, standing up, storming into a cluttered hallway.

I wish time would stop so I had time to make things in order in my inner self, but I need to go to class eventually, too, so I get up as well, dazingly heading to my next period.
Stepping into the noisy, rambling, huge mess, soaking in it, I take my seat in my class' room, bending down onto my desk, letting my thoughts out once again from its cage, only to shout and scream at each other once again, filling me with questions, theories, doubt and anxiety towards my partner and our relationship.