Thank you ChopinEtude for the idea :)
TW: this story contains sensitive topics such as depression, self harm and suicide. If you are eaily triggered by these topics then please do not read. Recommended for ages 13+
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"Wanna date?" I ask casually.
Ushijima makes no immediate reaction. He doesnt even turn to look at me.
"Sure." He responds blandly, as expected.
We then continue sitting on the swings next to each other in silence.
It had always been like this, me and him. Hardly saying a word to each other. I dont even know how we became friends... we just sorta always was.
I liked that about him though. Never asking questions, never having to explain myself. Something about just being in his prescence but my mind at ease, if only for a little while.
It may sound stupid, but I could sit here in silence with him forever.
"Should we call each other by our first names now?" I tilt my head at him.
"Yes, call me Wakatoshi."
"Or I could just keep calling you farmer boy." I grin, but he doesn't get the joke.
"But I'm not a farmer." He states.
"I know, I know. It was a joke."
Maybe the thing I like best about Wakatoshi is that he never worries about me.
Recently, whenever people try to care about me it just feels wrong. Like I'm taking something I dont deserve.
And the last thing I'd want is for him to find about about what I've been doing.
We swing gently in the wind as the orange evening sky slowly fades to purple, revealing the stars within.
"I should really get home now" I sigh, standing up from the swing.
"I'll walk you home. That's what boyfriends are supposed to do right?"
"No! No... thanks. I'm good" I force a smile at him, although he doesnt seem convinced.
That was close - can't risk him seeing the state of my homelife.
"Ok. See you at school." He turns to leave.
"Yeah, see ya." I call after him. I had forgotten that I had asked him out a while earlier. But when he said he was my boyfriend... it felt good.
Wait, what am I saying? There's no way a guy like him cares about me. After all, he's an incredible volleyball player who has a bright future ahead of him, and I'm no one. I'm only weighing him down by being his friend.
Walking home, I look up into the night sky, and at all the stars.
'I wonder if the smaller stars ever feel outshone by the brighter ones...'
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