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This is the sequel to Misted by your love.
Y/n has finally found him again, just like they promised. She intends not to let him go this time, and he wishes just the same. Just follow them through their awkward hangouts and her flas...
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I woke up to the nagging of my alarm clock, which I missed yesterday. I lifted my hand lazily, shutting it off, and fanned out my covers while turning to my side. I groaned, slowly falling back into my slumber, before realizing I would be late for school.
"Not again!" I whined while tumbling out of my bed
"Y/n, aren't you up?!" I heard my mother shout from downstairs
"I'M UP! I'M UP!!"
I quickly removed my nightwear and slid on my uniform, throwing the dirty clothes as close as possible to my laundry basket. I left my bed untidy, which would only get me a scolding when I returned.
"OUCHH!!" That was yelped after I tripped on one of my many stuffed animals, specifically my massive panda.
I crawled to my mirror and stood up, attempting to comb through my hair, throwing it into whatever hairstyle I could at the moment. My sweater was yanked off the hangar and I fled out the bedroom door. My feet practically jumped over the whole staircase before I slammed into the wall, a groan being audible before my gaze turned to the kitchen.
"Morning, Mom!" I chimed while rushing around to find my bookbag,
"Really dear, why do you even bother setting an alarm?" She spoke while sitting down at the table.
"Gotta goo!!" I threw a small gift box into my bag and rushed toward the door.
"No breakfast? It's so delicious." Mother hummed while taking a bite out of the omurice.
I turned my head back around. My mind and body couldn't agree on what to do, eat breakfast and be late to school, or starve until lunchtime.
"You are sooo mean!!" I didn't look back while I complained to her, only opened the door and ran out.
"Have a nice day!"
I began running down my street. Hopefully, I will make it on time.. Tomioka is gonna beat me with the bamboo sword, isn't he??
As I ran past the subway entrance I could hear the brakes from the train screeching to a stop, taunting me about being late. I had to have almost broken my neck the way I kept glancing between my school which looked so far away and the simple route of taking the metro.
