Hara woke up that morning, her eyes really puffy from crying yesterday. She felt like a little kid crying over melted ice cream.
Her hands went to her hair and she put it up into a bun so that she could wash her face and take a shower for school. She really didnt feel like going to school but exams were coming and she needed a distraction.
After all the death anniversery of her siblings were approaching near and she always felt a little more like shit during that time.
A shower later, she put on some makeup to hide the redness under her eyes because she felt really desperate to make sure no one noticed her red eyes.
She grabbed an apple and her hair was braided on the side today, quiet different from her normal routine. Small baby hairs fell out and framed her face and hara grimaced at her reflection in the mirror before grabbing her bag and walking to school.
Hara smiled, her lips tugging upwards when she thought of her conversation with suga last night. She knew he was drunk but couldnt help the warm feeling in her chest when she thoight back to when suga had said he would be there for her.
Maybe they would nevet meet. Atleast not yet.