frustration
They were sitting under the cherry blossom tree like old times; staring across the field at the soccer club's afternoon practice, Miku's knees tucked up under her chin, and Gumi fiddling with a blade of stray grass.
Most of the oval was dirt, but every now and again, green would peak through the bleak soil, fighting against the harsh conditions.
Miku sighed. Summer had already come and gone. The days were drawing shorter, the mornings colder. Their time was drawing to a close.
"It still bothers me," she said after a while.
Gumi glanced up, startled, but her expression relaxed into somewhat a sad smile. "Mm?"
"It still bothers me I can't be - hurt," Miku continued, an unfamiliar dryness in her voice. "I can't - feel or show my pain. I can't be human."
"Yeah," was all her friend could answer, holding in the rest of her words.
"It's not fair, but it's okay for her - for her to be in complete ruins." She grimaced at her knees. "Even after everything, I still can't be upset with how the way things are."
Gumi was silent, musing. "Rin is fragile. And you know that - you know that everyone would run to her side, have you snap, Miku."
Miku cast a glance at her friend. "Would you?"
She stared back. "Me?" She forced a laugh. "It's not - it's not my business, Miku. I have no interest in some cut-throat love triangle."
"Glad you think that way," the other girl said with a huff.
"Will you ever get over her?"
Gumi had looked away, not meeting her eyes.
Miku followed suit, feeling as if she shouldn't be staring. "Will I? Will she ever get over him?" She plucked a twig off the ground and snapped it between her fingers. Crack, crack, crack. "I just hate it that she's such a hypocrite. Everyone is. Get over her, get over her and change and be better. How can I do that, when she still mourns over that dick, and everyone seems to be so - okay with that? Why is it me who has to change?"
Miku tossed the shards of twig away from her. "It's so frustrating, Gumi! It's so frustrating."
Her friend closed her eyes, as if keeping them open would only allow the pain in her chest seep out.
"Yeah. It is. It is so frustrating."
unfortunately my only motivation to post on here is to get the html so I can upload it on tumblr oops
another. Angst. fanfic. because that's all I can really write rn. anything happy! roses and love and kisses! is just so hard bc I'm like. pretending to know what it's like the whole time I'm writing it and it's very exhausting.
I wrote this at like 2:30am because I felt Sad and I wouldn't be able to sleep well unless I wrote something out so hhyep. here is just a fic full of onesides.
(i kind of like to imagine Rin liking Len in this fic but the reason why I kept it anonymous is so you can put anyone you want in there as well. also bc there was no point in naming someone when they weren't even that important to the story. oops lol.)