If I just had given them what they asked for, I wouldn't be in this situation right now…
"O-Oh my G-G-God…I... uh I'm…I am…I...I-I-e-... " I'm dying. This is what dying feels like. Fuck.
I don't even know why I'm stuttering so much! It's just someone I bumped into. I shouldn't be this panicky...right?
My gray eyes seemed even lighter as horror crossed my features. Dear God... it's me again. I just wanted to ask you one quick question...
Water dripped from my hair down on to the floor as I looked dead straight onto the wet paperwork in the male's hands. I couldn't dare look up to his face. I can already tell his surprised (maybe irritated but I don't plan to find out) eyes were focusing on me.
"Tezuka-san..."
"I!... am so…" I squeaked out finally- interrupting the male from speaking. My fingers trembled before my body moved on its own. I pivoted in the opposite direction and sprinted like the gates of hell were opening up to swallow me in. I couldn't even puff out a measly "sorry" before that.
Don't judge me!
You would be running like life depended on it too if you barreled into the Shuichi Minamino on your way to the nurse's office. If I didn't give the mean girls a valid reason to be a little difficult before- I definitely gave them a reason now.
Why me?