hinata took out his journal to finish the ripped piece of paper a while ago, but when he opened every page of his journal, he couldn't find it. he frantically dig around his bag to see if he could find it there, but no luck was found.
he figured that he left it in his desk in his previous classroom. spacing out, hinata just prayed that no one read it- or even saw it. this is the first time hinata was thankful that mathematics was their last period.
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hinata dashed out of the classroom as soon as class was dismissed. he ran to his classroom in 9th period and decided to look for the ripped piece. he saw a ripped page sticking out under his desk. (a/n: i'm talking about the compartment under his desk or smth like that)
he took the ripped page to see if it was his. when he saw his handwriting he let out a relieved sigh. but what surprised him is that he saw a handwriting that clearly wasn't his.
how are you so sure that people who won't do much in your life, wouldn't try and break down your walls, hinata shouyo?
oh crap, someone saw.
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god, i wrote this in two in the morning and continued writing in the morning, soooo it might be a little shaky and short.
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Fanfiction❝how are you so sure that people who won't do much in your life, wouldn't try and break down your walls?❞ completed ; 042716 highest ranking: #168 in short story
