Oikawa POV.
Dammit, this secret is eating me alive. I can't believe I'm actually going to spy on my Sayuri~chan. Her parents are the scariest people I've ever met, they are the complete opposite of mine own.
I was currently in science class trying to pay attention but my mind went else where. My guilt was building up on my body it was weight, weighing me down every step, every breath I take.
My fingers tap on the wooden desk lightly as I get irritated of these stupid thoughts. I just have to keep telling myself i'm doing the right thing to protect my family.
Right?
I feel someone's hand on my shoulder my eyes begin to roam over to the person. I detect who it was Iwa~chan, his face was written in concern.
"Dude Oikawa~chan are you alright?" Iwa~chan's face is convinced, both of his eyebrows furrowed. His hand loosened his grip on my shoulder and went to his side.
"Yeah I'm alright I was thinking about this science stuff, sometimes it's a little complicated! I drifted off so I have no idea what's happening!" I try to Lighten the dim mood from despair.
Iwa~chan's face relaxes and turns his head over to his paper. He starts to write over and over again but I sit there in a blank. I can't think about this assignment it's just not in my mindset for today I guess. I'll have to ask Iwa~chan later after school.
"Ohh Oikawa~chan I forgot to mention earlier but I heard that Sayuri~can is actually Masato Sayuri! It's crazy right!"
My eyes widen in shock, no way in hell she could be the out fitted daughter of the Masato's corporation, there business is elite and high standards. How couldn't I have known! That's why her parents seemed so scary!
Realization takes over my mind, thoughts come into play. "Whoah I had no idea!" I smile in pleasure. My mood has certainly brightened up!
"Well ya know Oikawa~chan it could just be a rumor for all we know. We should have her later at lunch." I nod quietly and we both get back to our science work.
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Lunch came around and I began to become nervous. Why all of sudden did I become so nervous? I'm just asking a girl that's my friend who she is? Nope that's sounds absolutely wrong and weird. She really has rubbed onto me.
I sit at my table and scan the whole cafeteria to find Sayuri~chan there wasn't a trace of her anywhere. Maybe she's just extremely late, most likely I'm guessing from the circumstances. I sit in my seat quietly focusing on eating to my heart contends.
"Oikawa~chan no sign of Sayuri~chan?"
"Nope not a single trace! She's probably just really late I can wait." Both of our faces sadden at our own ignorant words. In reality I was just hiding the fact that I was very impatient.
Will she even show? She might just be on the roof?
Moments later she comes out and she was bum boarded with everyone questioning her. It was a hostile crowd taking place, it's not the first time someone's been in that position though I do feel honestly purely bad, guilty. This was hard enough searching for details but now seeing Sayuri~chan like this sinks my heart to the bottom of the ocean.
I heard her yell and admit she was the daughter of the Masato's im impressed, she's so important. Why would she even want to go to a volleyball high school?
Not only that but she's a total big shot here why wouldn't she want to be big from her family's company? It doesn't make sense to me, she has so much potential for so many academics and she chose this life. She should be given more credit and she's been offered so much why not take it?
Why wouldn't she want to be with her parents take on their jobs, she would be a perfect candidate. Her sister is a prodigy a perfect genius I could see how they look alike.
Sayuri~chan has all of these traits I couldn't even imagine there are countless things she could just decide on her own. She's a powerful women and she decides to waste her wellbeing on this school and people it's...weird.
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Sayuris POV.
Lunch definitely brightened my whole outlook of today, it made me more positive I guess. I haven't felt happy at school for awhile I can't believe just one conversation with a bunch of my friends could make me feel so joyful.
I clear out of the cafeteria still hearing murmurs and silent whispers traveling behind me. I've gotten use to this why should it be so different? I go about my day and right after lunch is a free period so instead I decide to go to one of The vending machines to buy a strawberry drink for myself.
I hum a soothing little tune, I sense something off right after a drank a sip of my drink. Someone is here gosh I wonder who it might be. My body turns around and I put my guard up.
What the hell is wrong with these people, for one day could they not try to put me down?
"Ohh I knew I sensed a rat near by."
"You think your so much better because your a masato!" She says my name and mocks it. I clench my fits firmly and start gritting my teeth.
I'm going to try as hard as I can not to rage at this moment, you know what I'll let her rant.
"Sorry I forgot what your name was? What was it again? I guess my brain doesn't want to remember you I can see why."
The blonde pineapple headed girl seemed more angry than the last time we fought and argued. Amazing progress I can see. "My name is MIKO TUMA!" She screamed her heart out. I think I finally realized her name in my brain of a dictionary.
"Calm yourself, no need to yell in the hallways anyways I'm done fighting I just want to go on about my day and your ruining it." I smile smugly I relax and sign in disbelief.
"You think your so clever because of the family your apart of, do you know how many people your parents and your sister have hurt? Because of how shameless they are!" She continues "Your probably so rich you could replace anything for a price."
She stares at me, I stare back deeply with a harsh cold deadly glare. I wanna keep pushing her keep telling me your opinion. I would love to hear it, I will make sure you will suffer just as I did. I really want to rip her head off and rip her heart out of her chest and squeeze the blood oozing out of it.
"Your a terrible person who only worries about themselves, you make big cash off of rumors, making news reports in magazines!" She continues "you use other people for your own benefit once you've sucked the life out of them you've already thrown them away like some old toy! You've decided to experience what it would be like to be a normal person in high school but deep down inside you just mocked our voices and your just so selfish, self-centered, exfoliating ego of yours it's foolish, in your free time you play others and there connected to your little spell only causing and inflicting grievous pain. You hurt others for your own enjoyment of pleasure you dowel on the people's past and open closed wounds. You reopen people's closed past and make sure they relive there living hell so you can be amused of yourself. You must love looking down on people like there hopeless. Your a cruel vile person which makes you a monster!"
Miko was out of breath from saying her insults. I have to say half of it I don't disagree with. Some parts are true, I have to partly admit, or in reality I would just be lying to myself.
My eyes widened from her words, they were not dense they were crystal clear. Clearly she has a problem with my family and that means whatever hurt she's felt it's personal to her and she thinks I'm apart of whatever my family has caused her.
All the blame has been passed down onto me. How original.
"You know what Miko.... your right." Miko's face was surprised and unwelcome, I was the one captivated by her burning desire to speak and have to have a voice. She has a passion a fire for the truth. Unfortunately she hasn't thought about how every story or conflict has two sides. I'm guessing she doesn't want to even bother to hear mine.
I speak again trying to clear up the confusion planted on her face. "Look Miko I am rude, disrespectful, foolish and I do take pleasure and amusement in people's suffering." I take a brief pause. "And yeah indeed I do look down on people."
I take a longer pause making sure my voice doesn't crack in the process, "I am a Monster."
I stay silent for my words to sink into Miko's brain. She's currently trying to processes what to exactly say. She's just frozen into place and time. The hurt and pain that caused me. I can't believe I had said all of those truthful things about myself so casually. I had felt so sad I felt like my throat was grasping for air, my head felt dizzy and my skin turned pale.
I feel out of the ordinary a cold chill staring down my back. My arms and fingers cold as Ice, my brain numb to the chopping block. Everything just feels like my world is crumbling into pieces. Slowly dying and falling apart. It was so hard for myself to admit I'm a monster.
Just like my parents.
I mean how could I not? This was all the truth here, my big ego must have been the problem.
I turn around and walk away slowly, I begin to develop a hole in my chest. Blackness is just consuming my heart and the happiness that I've so longed desired for. Why does the The pit and depths of my fears have to dowel on it and grow more and more.
My pace of walking becomes Up beat and begins to move faster and faster. I start to jog and then run to find refuge. My mind and mental stability need alone time. They need to recover from the fact that I am a failure.
I find a closet and open the door and hide myself in there not bothering if the door was locked or unlocked.
My eyes began to water bringing my tears to the rim of my eyes. I hold back my tears and practically suck them back In.
I can't cry! I have no tears left to shed! For all the years of my defeat and self-loathing i cannot cry! No tear shall fall it will only make me weaker. I have already shed the water based droplets running down my cheeks years ago.
I already know I am weak.
I know I am worthless.
I count on the world that my life has no purpose.
I am nothing.
Crying is for the weak.
I already know I am a terrible person so why? Why am I the one feeling the pain of myself and everyone else around me? Am I the one despised? Hated? Just as I were like my thriving parents. It's been awhile since I've ever been so depressed the sadden mood drops over me like a thousand thunder bolts trying to break my cold hardened shell.
Everything I have worked for has went right through the trash. My hard work to conceal my identity for years has come to an end. My life's work is somewhat troubling, I have so much that is out of my control. I'm in my own little dark world now and I somehow can't get back to reality.
I'll just let the darkness this emptiness, the nothing consume every bit of happiness I have left. The desire to move on and begin a new.
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Oikawa's POV.
I see Sayuri~chan and Miko's fight.
I can't believe this. I can't even imagine how Sayuri must be feeling.
Those harsh insults miko had said it was ruthless more cruel than I've ever seen Sayuri~chan insult before.
I see her walk and soon it escalated to her running away, she found an unlocked closet and hid herself away there. I came closer to open the door slightly so I could see what would be happening to her.
She didn't cry a single tear she was so strong. She was belittling herself to such an extreme extent. It was bazaar, she must be feeling very depressed. Her world was collapsing in on itself right in front of me, and I can't even do anything not a single word escaped my mouth there was all silence.
I honestly don't know if I should comfort her or not. I shouldn't interrupt her alone time, I know her well enough to know she likes her alone time to figure her emotions out on her own. Alone.
She's very independent. Almost too Independent she needs to learn to be more dependent on others.
This is a one of the most lowest points I've ever seen of Sayuri~chan it's crazy. She seems so sensitive, soft and lost. She's hit a bump on the rode and she's stopped instead of moving forward.
I decide to walk away and let her be. She most Likely wouldn't tell me anyways. Shouldn't bring this up ever.
I have to report back to Sayuri~chan's scary parents right about now. I can't believe I'm being so insensitive about Sayers feelings right now but I certainly have to be. For my family's sake.
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I really did almost cry during this chapter multiple times it's just interesting because I share a strong bond with Sayuri. I've felt this way multiple times before and I can certainly agree with her and her actions.
The Great Depression is taking over Sayuris life and turning it into hell, well if you enjoyed today's chapter I hope you would Vote, Comment and Share this story to whoever you would want!