Kiyoko's Route [Scenario One]
[Name] huddled under a pile of blankets on the floor, biting her bottom lip in attempts to stop the rising sob from coming out of her mouth. She sniffled, clenching her eyes shut as a few tears slipped down her face.
She didn't know why she was sad; or, at least, sad enough to cry. She'd been upset all week, probably since she agreed to let one of her friends get her to join a group chat with a bunch of people. At first, it was nice, they were nice, but then it started to go downhill from there. They didn't do anything wrong, no, but her anxiety got the best of her, and she began to feel left out. Excluded. Anything to make an already anxious person even more anxious.
It was stupid, really. All she wanted was some new people to talk too, but she couldn't even do that. Maybe she shouldn't have any friends. Perhaps, she should just stop talking to everyone she knew to make things easier.
So, she closed herself off for a bit; didn't talk much the whole week. She thought no one noticed, thinking no one would've cared enough to see the difference. She couldn't have been more wrong.
Shuffling around a bit, she failed to hear her Mom talking to someone downstairs. It was rather hushed, so it was hard to hear either way. She pressed her nose into the carpet, ignoring the discomfort coming from it.
She closed her eyes and breathed out heavily; inhaling a bit of the carpet into her mouth. She scrunched her nose in distaste, glaring at the ground.
A knock arose on her bedroom door, but she didn't bother to do anything about it. There was another, this time, more hesitant. Again, she ignored it. She dismissed the sound of her door opening, pressing herself further into the floor.
A few seconds later, she felt light shining on top of her eyelids. Glancing up, she saw her friend Kiyoko lifting up the blankets to see her.
"Shimizu? What are you doing here?" [Name] asked, squinting at her quizzically. Kiyoko said nothing, throwing the layers off of her and onto the bed. The older girl picked out a small thin blanket, plopping on the floor next to her.
Quietly, she said, "Hinata told me you weren't answering his messages."
"So, you came to check on me," [Name] finished for her, sighing.
"Yes." She scooted closer. "Is everything alright?"
"I-I guess, I don't really know at this point." The first year could sense the tears start to brim her eyes. "I suppose I just feel like my friends back home don't care about me anymore."
"That doesn't matter."
"What?"
"I said that doesn't matter. You have new friends here, and we care about you." Kiyoko placed an arm over [Name]'s shoulder, pulling her close. Her other arm went to wrap around her waist. It was an odd position for a hug, but it was enough to give her the love and comfort she needed.
She began to sense another feeling welling up inside her. A feeling she knew all too well.
Someone's got a crush on her senpai.
Refusing the urge to curse, she burrowed her nose in the crook of Kiyoko's neck, holding her close. They stayed like that for a good 'while, eventually rolling backwards on the floor.
They both giggled childishly, the atmosphere much lighter now.
"Thanks, Kiyoko," [Name] said, grinning madly.
There was a quiet moment.
"Kiyoko?" The [H/C] haired girl looked over to see Kiyoko's face flushed red. "Are you alright?"
Covering her cheeks and eyes with her hands, Kiyoko mumbled, "You called me by my first name…"
"Oh, uh, yeah, I did — wait, do you… do you like me?"
She looked away.
"You do, don't you!" Kiyoko's face only get redder. "Oh my god, this is - this is great." Kiyoko looked through her fingers as [Name] leaned in to hug her again. "You don't need to be embarrassed; I like you too."
From outside her room, the two girls heard a sly, grown-up voice say, "I knew it."
"Mom, go away."