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This is still continuing off the previous chapter
ᴛʜɪʀᴅᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴏғ ᴠɪᴇᴡ
As the two went to Y/n's home, they had talked for awhile until Kaiya had to receive a phone call from her brother that he was here to pick her up.
"I gotta go Y/n, will you be alright?" the orange haired girl asked as she picked up her book bag.
"Yeah" Y/n answered, as her and the other girl walked over to her door.
"I'll see you tomorrow?" Kaiya asked, not knowing if Y/n really wanted to go back tomorrow.
"I don't know yet, but I'll text you if I don't go" the second year told her worried friend, before they both bid their goodbyes to each other.
Just then Y/n's phone vibrated in her pocket, she pulled it out, only to see a message from Suna.
Suna🥱
Hey, I checked the art room because I wanted to talk to you and you weren't there. Are you alright? Read at 7:30 p.m.
Y/n emptily chuckled, "did he really just ask me that?"
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A couple of hours later, at night
Y/n walked into her bedroom, after taking a hot, steamy shower to relieve stress.
The teen plopped down on her bed, in her pajamas wishing that Kaiya was still here so she could still talk to her.
Y/n leaned her head on the fluffy pillow, feeling embarrassed about today, as she recalled crying in front of her art club and that girl calling her slut, just because of some rumors about Suna and her.
"I'm not though, she doesn't even know me at all. All we did was kiss" Y/n muttered to herself as she remembered that girl, talking shit about her as if she wasn't near the girl and her friend.
