A/N: Hi, it's Aqua here! This is my third KnT fanfic and this is probably going to end up being a drabble, so yeah, don't go expecting a long story. Also, I put 'Humour' as my second genre, but I'm not sure how well I'll live up to that, so don't expect it to be too funny either, and sorry if it's misleading! Nonetheless I hope you enjoy my story! c:
"I think we should break up"
This wasn't surprising. It was funny how I knew this would happen already.
"Oh?" I said, and the boy who I was speaking to flinched, I guessed maybe he was suspecting some sort of reluctance, but joke's on him because I was never serious in the first place.
You're the one who confessed to me in the first place, and now you're breaking up with me? I thought angrily.
"Sorry," he bowed, "And thank you for taking care of me this past month, but I think it's time we go our separate ways…"
I clicked my tongue quietly to myself and averted my gaze anywhere but the boy. My eye caught the glimpse of the red thread which had been in the process of untwisting itself. Finally, it snapped back and separated itself from us. I trailed my eyes to the end of the string back up to my hand. The red string was loosely attached to my ring finger, mimicking a ring. I switched my focus and eyed the other string attached to my now 'ex' boyfriend, and folded my arms across my chest.
All that for nothing? I asked myself, almost wanting to stomp on the guy's foot for what he put me through. Before, I thought that this guy was like me, trying to find someone to love them for who they were and not for sexual desires, but I guess I was wrong, again.
Even though I was never serious, why does it hurt every time? I clenched my teeth inside my jaw and then sighed. The boy quickly looked up hearing me sigh, and then straightened himself out again.
He spoke quickly, "I'll be leaving first," he said, and dashed out of sight to where I had no particular interest anymore.
It always happens like this: Some boy I don't even know confesses to me, I agree, find out what their true intentions are and finally, get dumped, or better yet, before it gets to horrid, dump them, and the whole problem is this god damn string!
'Red string of fate' my ass, I shook my head and laughed.
Every time I think this string is helping me, in reality, it's just delaying my chance to get with 'Mr. Perfect.' It's because every time I go to look at it for advice, it's knotted up into a damn knot!
How the am I supposed to know when it's safe to go for it? I shook my head once more and looked up the sidewalk towards the school from where I had come from.
Tuesday; after school; 3:20; Sawako will still be there watering the garden; there's somewhere I can I go to. I started walking back to the school not really knowing what to say when I get there. Just, 'I broke up with my boyfriend again and I need somewhere to run away to?' I don't think so. I could never show that weak, pathetic side of me to someone like Sawako. Maybe Chizuru, but even then, I keep a lot of things to myself. It's better off that way.
The school finally came back into view after a tedious fifteen minutes, and I set course straight to the back of the school where I was hoping to find someone with black hair, crouching down and watering plants. Though, to my unanticipated surprise, I found someone with messy, golden hair, and blue eyes, sleeping against a cherry-blossom tree three feet away from where Sawako was supposed to be.
A/N: Yeah, I know it's short, but I wanted to end off on that cliff hanger (Even though you know who it is). I hope you liked this start of my fic, and follow, or favourite to your desire.
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