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I tossed and turned for hours before sitting up and sighing. It had been three days since Kizumi almost beat me up. I hadn't seen him at school since then, because he had been suspended. However, as each day passed, I grew more anxious for Kizumi's return. It was an irritating and endless cycle that kept getting worse. Though I was obviously worried for my own self-being because he'd be coming back the next day, I also couldn't help being somewhat...excited.

The look of complete puzzlement on his face that day was stuck in my mind. I wondered what had made him hesitate when I said, 'why?' right before he was going to hit me. There's no way he stopped for no reason. That couldn't possibly have a logical explanation behind it. There's a reason for everything. Plus, he didn't even continue after he hesitated. He could have easily knocked me down in one blow if he hit right.

"Ugh..." I said as I rubbed my face. Kizumi perplexed me to a point that I thought I might go insane. "...This is ridiculous." I muttered to myself as I lay back down again. I glanced at my clock, only to find out I had 5 hours left to sleep. You've got to be kidding me. I thought as I faced the other direction and stared at the wall.

What was I even going to say to him tomorrow? Would I even get the chance to say anything? Would he beat me up, or simply ignore me? I couldn't predict what would happen because he was too strange. I thought he was a rather simple person who was the bully of the school, but now I was convinced there was more to him than just that. I'd have to find out somehow...

Then again, I ran the threat of having my butt kicked if I pried into his life. Perhaps there was some way I could get closer to him...No. He'd never let that happen...he was stubborn and cold towards everyone, including his own small group of 'friends'. That certainly didn't help me at all, though. It meant none of his own friends probably even knew what was up with him. Was there any other way to find out?

It'd seem weird if I was running around asking questions about Kizumi. Eventually, he'd probably find out and become furious. I'd probably dislike it if someone was asking all over about me instead of just asking me directly. Maybe I could just do that...ask him directly. I laughed at my own ridiculousness and then sighed. That was a terrible idea. I wasn't sure if he'd try to attack me on the spot or if he'd just give me one of those spine-freezing glares. Both were undesirable outcomes.

It was so frustrating though. If I couldn't get close to him, or obtain any info from his friends, or ask him directly, what was I supposed to do? Just give up? No...I wasn't that type of person. If I let my curiosity and questions just bottle up, I'd eventually explode and probably do something rash to find out any information.

I stared at my ceiling now, completely defeated by my own mind. Why was I so fixated on a single person who I'd probably never see again after we graduated? Usually I just accepted people as they were and that was that. I didn't think it was right to put others down for who they were, or to like some people more than others...I just hung out with people I enjoyed being around. I didn't enjoy being around Kizumi...in fact, he was the kind of person I tended to avoid the most. So why was I so desperate to find out who he was and why he was so cruel?

None of it should have even mattered to me.

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