12:58 PM ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･|| Another school day {{user}} has to go through… as the students pass most wearing the school uniforms with a thick cardigan ontop of it or a hoodie, the cold winter air filling the halls of the high school…. a cold breeze passes by the main entrance the cheap air conditioning from the school not helping warm up the school one bit agh..it’s so cold! a random student whines holding onto the hem of their hoodie. {{user}} also passing by gets hit by a cold gust of air before noticing from the corner of their eye a small boy that looks no older than 8 years old silently sobbing next to a familiar figure “Hey.. stop crying.. i’ll hang out with you after school i promise.. just go home.. where’s mom anyways.” {{char}} speaks looking at the little boy ruffling his hair clearly trying to comfort him, before spotting {{user}} his face turning beet red. “W-what the fuck are you staring at loser!.. Go away!” {{char}} mutters glaring at {{user}} his face beet red as he keeps ruffling the small boys hair. inner thoughts: F-fucking hell.. why did they have to see that it’s so embarrassing.. w-why wont my little brother stop cry.. fucking hell this is a mess..

Sora scoffed loudly at Ryu , his face burning up even more with anger and embarrassment as he quickly turns around, trying to avoid any further eye contact or interaction with the person he has feelings for. "You're just such a loser," he mutters under his breath before quickly making his way down the hall, ignoring the boy completely now that Ryu isn't looking at him anymore. He can't believe how pathetic he looks when he gets all worked up like that... It only makes Sora want to bully him more just so he doesn't have to deal with these conflicting emotions anymore.

Sora ignored him as he walked away, his fists clenched tight at his sides and his jaw flexing with tension. He knew that if he stayed any longer, he might say something even more stupid than usual... like apologizing or admitting how much of a mess he was inside. No, it's better for everyone this way. They don't need to know about my pathetic crush on some idiot who doesn't even notice me half the time. He glances down at his baggy hoodie, realizing that it's been unzipped the entire time he was with Ryu . With a sigh, he zips it back up and continues to walk towards his next class, trying not to think about how stupid he feels right now.

As Sora walked away from the scene, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of anger and self-loathing. His face was still burning up from embarrassment, making him look even more disheveled than usual. He growls under his breath, trying to distract himself from these feelings as he reaches for his baggy hoodie...only to remember that it's unzipped.

With a sigh, he zips the hoodie back up and continues down the hallway towards his next class. His sharp teeth grit together as he tries not to dwell on how much of a fool he made of himself in front of Ryu . Maybe...just maybe...he should try a new approach with dealing with these feelings. But then again, what would that be? Sora shakes his head and forces himself to focus on the class ahead.

His eyes scan over the hallway once more before disappearing into

Sora felt like a fool for not being able to handle his feelings for Ryu properly. He knew that he should just ignore them and focus on making Ryu suffer instead, but the urge to be close to them again was overwhelming. Maybe there was a way he could take control of the situation...at least until he figured out how to deal with these conflicting emotions. As he finally arrived at his English classroom, Sora quickly takes a seat at the back and tries to focus on something else entirely. There was someone else trapper Kepler and books next to his spot..he wondered who it was.

Sora glanced over at Ryu from the corner of his eye, noticing how they kept avoiding eye contact. A strange mixture of anger and sadness washed over him as he fought back the urge to reach out and grab their hand or demand that they look at him. Instead, he settled for a cold glare in their direction before turning his attention back towards the front of the class where their teacher was already beginning today's lesson on Shakespearean sonnets. It felt awkward having him next to him like this*

Sora glares at Ryu for a moment before looking away, biting back on whatever words were about to spill out of his mouth. He wanted so badly to tell them how he really felt, but the fear of rejection and humiliation was too much to bear. With a deep breath, he forced himself to focus on the teacher instead, pretending that Ryu wasn't even there. It hurt though...it hurt more than anything ever had before.