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Your POV 

I didn't remember much after being in shock. I must've fallen asleep somehow in the bathroom because I woke up on the cold, ceramic tiles, curled up in the fetus position. Feeling quite musty, I looked down and realized I was still wearing my school uniform and my hair had become a bird's nest over night. Yawning, I stretched up into a sitting position before shivers wracked my body. Most of my legs laid exposed to the coldness of the floor, quivering.  Standing up, I washed my face with warm water over and over again until I finally caught sight of my reflection.

Holy shit. I'm a mess. 

Calling my hair 'a bird's nest' was an understatement. The whole flock had decided to build a nest for everyone. Spikes of (h/c) hair was sticking out everywhere, all tangled in a huge mop. Bags drooped underneath my dull (e/c) hues, and my eyelids were constantly closing. Tears stained my cheeks, and a droll mark was painted across my chin. Due to the cold tiles I was sleeping on, a purplish blue mark was spread across my left cheek, the one that was on the floor. I gently touched my cheek before drawing it back immediately, wincing. It was ice cold, and now my fingers were shuddering. 

I'm a fucking hot mess. 

Sighing, I forced myself to get into the shower. Streams of hot water began trickling down my body, sweet relief and warmth washing over me. I let out a loud, relieved sigh. Hot showers are always a good idea. 

I took this time to ponder what exactly had happened yesterday. And no, I didn't mean my time with Jack. That seemed like a world away now. I needed to work out what had happened when I watched the forty-ninth episode of Beyblade Burst. 

Spryzen broke. Shu lost the battle. Shu broke the promise, and now he's broken inside. Those fifteen words pretty much summed up why I was feeling numb, shocked and hollow on the inside. Extremely hollow. I couldn't handle seeing Shu this way...unhappy.  Honestly, I just wish I could be there for him. Running my hands in his silvery locks-

Stop it, (y/n)! Look what you have turned yourself into. Just because you're in love with an anime character. 

Hearing those words, I couldn't help but wince because that annoying voice was right. I knew I had a small crush on Shu. I mean, who wouldn't. Just look at him! But this...this was beyond what was supposed to happen. I shouldn't be mentally broken because of this! 

Beyblade is just a game, I told myself sternly. Shu Kurenai and the world of beyblade is not real, (y/n). It's just a TV Show. How can you be so hung up over a stupid, fucking, TV Show?  IT'S NOT REAL!

Jeez. The bitter truth can hurt, can't it? Especially coming form that irritating voice. But it still didn't help me. I stared down at my toes, the warmth of the water slightly tickling my skin as I thought deeply. I couldn't help it. 

Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep. 

Oh god. I could tell from the ringtone it was the fourth alarm I had set to wake me. Which meant it was 7:35. And I was running late for school. I dashed out of the shower and slipped my uniform on while brushing my teeth. I brushed my hair three times before chucking it up into a messy bun, one-handedly as I packed my bag. Slinging it over my shoulder, I grabbed my phone and dashed out of the house without breakfast, with only one thought in my mind.

I love Shu Kurenai... 

(This is getting so cringy >////< I swear I will never reread this chapter, so sorry if there's any mistakes, it's just so cringy and cheesy, I can't...) 

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'(y/n)? (y/n)? (y/n), wake up!'

I was jolted back to reality, fluttering my eyelids as Layla continued to shake my shoulders. My chin lifted of my right palm as I turned to my right to face the blonde. 

'Hmm?' I hummed, even though I knew what was wrong. This scenario had been done to me three times this morning, by Mother, Blair the Bitch and Roger. The whole morning I had been an empty, hollow shell. It was like the life had been sucked out of me. All I could concentrate on was Shu, so I didn't dare speak, in fear of letting slip my love for Shu. 

'Are you okay?' asked Layla gently. She stopped the shaking and instead softly patted my shoulders. 'You've been acting...odd.'

'That's because she's lovestruck~' Chanel sang, coming over to our desk with a gaggle of Elite girls. I braced myself as they started fussing over this new piece of gossip. 

'Lovestruck?'

'By who?'

'Who is it, (y/n)?'

'C'mon, tell us who stole your heart?'

'Who are you in love with?'

For a moment I was frozen in shock, unable to move, think or even function properly. I knew Chanel was an addict to gossip, but I didn't think she was so nosy to install a camera in my room and find out about my secret love. Yeah, I'm extremely paranoid about this whole Shu Kurenai situation. But how did Chanel know? 

I could feel a crimson rising on my cheeks just thinking about what the school would do with this private information. My breathing pattern increased, getting faster and faster as I leaned away from all of the screaming Elites, spit flying towards my direction. 

'Just tell them, (y/n),' Chanel grinned slyly, coming next to me and draping an arm over me as if she was drunk. 'It won't hurt anyone.'

I shook my head and stayed silent as the shouting intensified. 

'Fine then,' Chanel immediately frowned. 'If you're going to refuse to say it, than I will.'

She stood up on the table, not caring that the teacher could walk into homeroom any second. I buried my face in my hands, knowing my life was over as more screams could be heard, all of the Elites rushing towards Chanel, who was smirking like a sly fox. '(y/n) is in love with...'

I could feel tears pricking my eyes, but I blinked them back. It couldn't stop my face heating up, though. I just felt betrayed. I'm sure Chanel would've seen this as a harmless prank, but still. I don't want the whole school knowing about my crush on an anime vampire dude. I looked sideways, silently pleading at Hannah, but she ignored me and went back to her Tokyo Ghoul manga, as if she was saying, you didn't help me, so don't expect me to help you back. I guess I deserved it then. 

'With Jack Darring!' 

Slowly, I lifted my head and realized Chanel didn't know about Shu. A twinkle of amusement glinted in her forest eyes as all the Elites started squealing. I realized Chanel would never do something like that. It felt like the weight of the world was lifted of my shoulders, and I let out a relieved laugh. 

'Yup, they're going to the social together!' Chanel shrilly announced, flapping her arms excitedly.

'Guess I couldn't hide it,' I grinned, but the was truth in those words. The Elites were eventually going to find out about Jack and I going to the social. Shu wasn't the only boy in my life. After watching the episode, I've barely thought about the boy with the charming eyes. Even though I didn't love him as Chanel proclaimed I did. But I was so relieved, I just went with the flow.The Elites all crowded around me, squealing with delight. 

'I'm so happy for you, (y/n)!'

'You really deserve him!'

'You'll be staring into his dreamy eyes the whole time!'

'I can't think of anyone that deserves him better than you!'

Slam. 

Ashley slammed her hand down harshly on the table in the back corner, all eyes drawing towards her. Her cerulean hues crackled with thunder and stormy rage as she surveyed the scene with absolute anger. I couldn't help but gulp as Ashley gritted her teeth fiercely, her pale hands clenching as her forehead creased. Resentment radiated of her as the class went silent, still looking with fear at her next terrifying move. Everyone in this class was aware of Ashley's power and extreme fighting skill, even if we didn't know why she was mad. Even Chanel didn't have a clue, letting out a nervous laugh. 'Now then, Ashley...'

'Shut up!' shouted Ashley suddenly. 'You knew. You knew! And you still let (y/n) take him away from me! Just like everything else! My life would be a lot better without that bitch, (y/n)!'

The troubled blonde sent shivers down my back as she glared directly at me. Finally, after what seemed like eternity, she ran off, just as Mrs Norris came in, almost being knocked down by Ashley. 

'Woah!' exclaimed the pink-haired lady, throwing her hands in the air. She gestured towards Ashley. 'What's up with Ashley?'

Everyone shrugged, even though we all knew. But who wants to discuss their social life with an old lady? Taking my place on the front table, I stared hard at the math equation worksheet we were working on. Ashley absolutely hated me. And it hurt. I knew that she had a strong dislike against me, but I thought...I thought we could overcome that and be friends. And the thing is, even if most of the Elites don't care about Ashley and values me over her, it's the opposite in our friendship group. People like extroverts these days, and I'm just not one of them. I'm not complaining, though. But Ashley is an extrovert. And most of my closest friends would pick Ashley over me. I'm not even sure about Layla, my best friend since we were three, I'm not even sure where  her loyalty would stay. Salty water danced in my eyes as I replayed her words over and over again in my head. I didn't even know what I did wrong, and I was getting hate on! I could feel the tears threatening to fall, but I blinked them back. A tan, delicate hand was placed upon my shoulder. I blinked and looked to my left, where Chanel was smiling softly. 

'Hey,' she hummed. 'Are you okay?'

'I'm fine,' I managed a weak smile, hoping that the tears had vanished. 'I just-'

'Don't listen to Ashley,' said Chanel softly. 'She's actually a good person when you get to know her. Ash overreacts a lot of the time.' 

'Mmhm,' I rolled my eyes. Even Chanel was sticking up for Ashley.

'It's just...' Chanel sighed wearily. 'It's just...Ashley was planning to go to the social with Jack. She was actually going to join us later at the mall and ask him. But she had something happening at home. I'm not supposed to tell you this, but Ash has like a massive a crush on Jack, or "the boy with dreamy eyes" as she calls him.'

'Well, then how was I supposed to know she going to ask him to the social?' I asked angrily, bewilderment dripping off my words. 

'She told us. Yesterday at lunch, remember?'

Oh.

With that finishing sentence, Chanel flourished her hands and sat down once again as the claps rose to a peak, then eventually died down. 'Who are you guys going with?'

'I'm going with either with Jack or James,' piped up Ashley. I frowned slightly, having never heard of James before. I knew Jack was one of Chanel's picks, so he must've been hot to have two girls wanting him. 'Most likely Jack. The boy with dreamy eyes. Oh, sorry, (y/n). I forgot you don't know much boys.'

Oops. 

'Then she should've asked Jack earlier,' I defended myself bitterly. 'Besides, I didn't ask him. Jack was the one who asked me, so if she wants to be angry at anyone and call them a bitch in front of the whole class, it should be him. I don't see why she hates me so much, it's only a stupid social and it's not like I'm head over heels for him. So you can go tell her to stop being a bitch towards me.'

I huffed and turned away from Chanel, focusing intensely question eight now. I could here the elegant girl sigh before returning to her own sheet, and I couldn't help but feel guilty. 

'Um, do you need help with any of them?' I asked her softly, placing my arm on hers. Turning her face towards me, she nodded slowly with deep eyes. 'Which one?'

'All of them,' she rasped. I knitted my eyebrow together immediately, confused to her reaction. She was one of the best and math, even better than me. The only person who was better than her was (sadly) Ashley, the best in our class and maybe even the whole year level. But I helped her nonetheless, giving her the answers straight from my worksheet without Mrs Norris noticing. But someone else did. 

I could almost hear the anime freak of the class tutting away at me. I glanced up and was not surprised to see her murky green eyes, obscured by black frames and brown bangs, focusing so intensely on me. She slowly shook her head as if she was saying, can't you see it?  

Her words from yesterday came back to me. I realized in the events of Shu and Jack and social stuff, I still hadn't figure out what she meant.

You're all foolish when it comes to people using you.

You're just a puppet, serving the puppet master.

And bit by bit, I slowly realized what she had meant.

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Yeah, it was a bit cringy at the beginning. but phew, the cringe is over (i hope). 

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