This is something very different from my usual writing. I wanted to try out a drabble one shot type of thing, but I ended up enjoying the idea too much and got carried away. I'm thinking of making a 'dear diary i hate his guts' for different reborn characters, but as a one shot/drabble kind of thing whereas Tsuna gets a whole story mostly because I've never written a fic centered around Tsuna. Less focus on actual plot events and more focus on character growth and romance. The italics are considered the character (you) writing in their diary. This is actually my first time writing a fic in second person. I wanted to make this fic seem more personal in terms of perspective so I alternate between first person and second person. Treat this as more of a prologue if anything. There may be some jumping around in events and the omission or addition of certain scenes.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN KHR
Dear diary,
You blankly stared down at the mousy brown haired boy, completely certain that he was going to wet his pants from how furiously he was shaking in fear.
I hate his guts.
You blinked and kneeled down, gathering the papers off the ground. He hurriedly followed your actions, his hands still shaking. As you reached for the last sheet of paper, your hand brushed against his. He panicked, once again dropping the papers.
You sighed, starting the task once more.
"I'm sorry." he managed to mumble out.
He was always such a pushover. He never even tried to stand up for himself.
"Maybe next time someone makes you do something you refuse instead of being pushed around." you spat out, snatching the papers he collected out of his hands.
He yelped at the sudden action and you threw another glare his way. "Especially when you can't even get the job done." You swiftly spun on your heel and walked away as he watched the distance between you two gradually increase.
"I'm sorry…" he whispered, his eyes lowering to the ground.
People go around calling him no good and he doesn't even do anything to prove them wrong. It's annoying having to see someone be so incompetent every day.
"REBORN!"
A gust of wind hit you as a speeding blur dashed past you. You clicked your tongue at the sudden mess of a state your hair was in. Who the hell was that? When you entered school your ears perked at the feminine shrieking coming from the gate. You looked up to see none other than Sawada Tsunayoshi with a distraught look on his face. This was nothing out of the ordinary.
However, this time he appeared to be only in his underwear and accompanied by an infant. You gave them both a disdainful look before walking away. From the corner of your eye you could see him shrink in embarrassment.
It seemed like the only thing he managed to do well was make an embarrassment out of himself. Couldn't he just cut the pathetic act out?
"Sawada's gonna get his ass beat by Mochida for confessing to Sasagawa."
"Just like no good Tsuna to not know his place."
The boys erupted into laughter whereas the girls surrounded Sasagawa, ensuring she wasn't traumatized from the incident this morning. You sat at your desk rewriting your notes. You didn't find much interest in the gossip. What was so funny about Sawada getting beat up? It's not as if the boys didn't harass him on a daily basis already. Was making a public sport of it supposed to be more entertaining?
You rolled your eyes, trying your best to focus on your notes. Squinting, you muttered out a curse. Of course you somehow managed to transfer the information incorrectly. Time to get out a new sheet of paper.
All anyone in the class did was make fun of him because of it too. He didn't even have any friends. I guess I can't say much seeing as I'm not exactly Ms. Popular, but at least I wasn't the resident social outcast. He was hopeless.
"Nice job yesterday Sawada!" a boy shouted out, patting Sawada on the back.
You blinked several times at the sight. Sawada gave a shy smile, rubbing the back of his head. Was this a practical joke? No. These boys never even tried to fake kindness to Sawada. Did you wake up in an alternate universe? You pinched your cheek, a stinging pain hitting you. Definitely not a dream. Looks like Sawada wasn't as pathetic as you thought.
I already blabbed a lot in the top, but please review. I wanna know what you guys think or if there's anything I can improve on. Anyways let me know what you think!