Please Don't Go - Ochaco Uraraka x Male Reader

Chapter 8

Should these even be called chapters?

I'll be uploading more frequently now.

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It was official.

The talk of the school.

Jealous stares and admirative coos.

"You're so lucky to have each other!"

They would say.

"I wish I was them."

They would say.

We were the ideal couple.

The couple that maybe everyone wants to be.

But every time I look at her, a thought lurks behind my brain.

Do I truly love her?

Or is it just a lie?

Those eight letters can simply roll off my tongue.

But do they have a meaning?

Every time I embrace her.

Every time I hold her hand.

It doesn't spark a single thing inside of me.

But she doesn't seem to notice.

She doesn't seem to care.

She never questions whenever my eyes linger a little too long on someone else's back.

She never questions why I don't close my eyes whenever our lips lock.

However.

I enjoy taking a part in this play.

Caressing her hand ever so gently.

Whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

Maybe I'll keep up with it a little longer.

Until I'd like to stop.