Hard to say- Matt sturniolo
overview- you and the sturniolo’s have been best friends since you remember, but you’ve always had a thing for Matt. When a new girl, Abby, moves into town, things between you and Matt change.
warnings- none. No smut yet.
pt.2
“y/n! If you don’t get your ass downstairs, we are gonna leave you at home.”
Me and the triplets were about to go to the movies. Unfortunately, nick wasn’t being very patient with me.
“nick wait! Im almost done!”
I rushed down the stairs, only to see Chris and Matt sitting on the couch.
“finally,” Chris grumbled. “Shut up Chris,” I retorted. “It just a girl thing.”
Matt chuckled and rolled his eyes. “Come on, let’s go.”
Butterflies crept under my skin as Matt’s eyes locked with mine. He gave me a smirk.
“sorry Chris, im taking your spot.” I stepped into the front seat of the car, right next to Matt.
Chris groaned. “Why can’t you just sit in the back with nick! Now I have to deal with him.” “Shut up and sit down Chris,” nick said.
Me and Matt laughed at their bickering.
“I’m so fucked,” I said. “He gave that test in English next week and I haven’t even studied.”
“fuck- thanks for reminding me,” Matt grumbled. Matt and I had our 4 core classes together, so we always studied with each other.
“study session tomorrow?” You asked. “Sure I’m down,” he said back.
“you’re sleeping over tonight right?” “Yeah,” I replied.
-
“that movie was ass! Absolute waste of money.” nick was going on about how bad it was.
“Nick, it wasn’t that bad,” I said.
he scoffed. “Stop lying to yourself y/n. It ass.” You giggled.
“I hate to ask, but why am I sleeping over on a school night? You know how that goes.”
every single time I slept over we wouldn’t go to sleep until midnight, and that wasn’t exactly ideal because of school.
“it’s fine. We’ll go to bed early this time, trust.”
that didn’t exactly happen, because all four of you woke up late the next morning.
-
you and Matt were in your class the next morning, still feeling a bit tired from last night.
Suddenly the bell rang, but not to much later, a girl walked in the door. You had never seen her before.
“this is classroom 308 right?” She asked. The teacher nodded.
“you must be the new student,” the teacher said. “Go ahead and introduce yourself.”
everybody’s attention was on her now.
“Um hi I guess. My name is Abagail, but you guys can call me Abby. I just moved here from Pennsylvania.”
You hated to admit it, but you envied her. She hand beautiful brown curls, which you assumed were natural, and she had piercing olive green eyes.
her tan skin looked smooth and glowing.
“Alright Abby, thank you for joining us. You can take a seat next to Matt. Matt, please raise your hand.”
you looked next to your were Matt was sitting as he raised her hand. She smiled and said a brief hello to him, as he did back to her.
although you were sitting right next to Matt, you couldn’t help but feel jealous of her.
you kept watching her.
every so often, so would tap Matt’s shoulder and “ask” him questions about the lesson.
Your eyes narrowed when they started laughing about something. Her hand made its way to his shoulder and you felt yourself get even more angry.
who did this girl think she was?
The bell rung finally, and everyone was off to 2nd period.
you shared 2nd period with Matt too, because it was math. You would usually walk with him but he was talking with Abby.
you walked over to hook and stood beside him.
“my next class is math,” Abby said while looking at her schedule. “Room 420. Do you know that room?”
“Yeah that’s my next class too.” Matt said. Abby smiled. “Do you think you can walk me?”
Matt looked over to you. “Can I walked Abby to her class y/n?” “Yeah sure,” you said in a fake voice.
you glared at them as they walked out the door side by side, laughing with each other.
-
in math, you sat next to your best friend ally. She was babbling about some guy she met at the mall recently, but you weren’t listening to her.
your eyes were fixated on Matt and Abby, who sat next to each other, again.
“y/n!” Ally snapped a finger in front of your face. You blinked and looked at her. “Huh? What?”
“You’ve been staring at Matt and the new girl for the past 15 minutes.”
“I know that,” you grumbled. Ally just laughed. “If you’re so jealous you should just tell him.”
you sighed and shook your head. “It doesn’t work like that.”
“then tell me, how does it work?” You sighed again. “I just don’t wanna ruin our friendship. I mean, we’ve known each other since elementary school.”
you looked at him briefly and looked back at ally. “If I tell him and he doesn’t feel the same way, it won’t just ruin things between me and him, but with his brothers too.”
ally didn’t looked convinced. “What if he does like you back?”
“well that’s very unlikely,” you grumbled.
Ally sighed. “Well, I hope things go well between you two.” “me too,” you said.
the bell rung for lunch.
pt1. of the series!
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Actually, imma post it! Since I haven't really posted stuff lately
Kotoko lacks emotional intelligence, she was never taught warmth nor how the world isn't black and white (which also plays on the neurodivergency hc but that's a different post). She was never given the tools she needed to grow as a person, and even if her mother was a housewife and always home, supposedly taking care of her and her brother, that doesn't mean she was a good mother or that she knew what she was doing.
In whichever way we see it, Kotoko was never taught emotional intelligence, even less to regulate her emotions. I personally believe on the theory that she had to deal with something traumatic (maybe the flashbacks on harrow) that she keeps denying and treating it as "it was whatever", and would add up.
Even when her mother home, she probably still had to endure the thought of not being enough, either explicitly told by one of her parents, or out of her own expectations from the wish of getting her parents' praise. We don't know anything about her brother yet, but that could go many ways, so I'll choose to wait.
Even to those who don't believe the theory of her going through something traumatic, emotionally unavailable parents, being expected to be mature because of whatever reason (herself or her parents)- not letting the kid be a kid, way too high expectations, and in general not growing up on a good environment, can be enough to make someone have strong morals, BUT she has to have seen injustice in some form, because that's what set her brain on "evil hurts the weak, I can't let injustice go unpunished"
Idk if any of that made sense, I'm tired, going back to bed now
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