๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐ป๐ฒ๐ ๐ ๐๐ฐ๐ต๐ผ๐ผ๐น morning, (Y/n) and Emiko were summoned to the principal's office, their parents already waiting anxiously inside. The atmosphere was tense, with whispers echoing through the school corridors about the dramatic events of the previous evening. As they entered the office, (Y/n) could feel the weight of judgmental eyes upon her, scrutinizing her every move.
Principal Yamamoto stood at his desk, his expression grave yet composed. He gestured for both girls to take a seat opposite their parents. (Y/n) sat quietly, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, while Emiko wore a smug expression that made (Y/n) seethe with anger.
"Thank you both for coming in promptly," Principal Yamamoto began, his voice measured. "We have had reports of an incident involving both of you last night after the match. Miss. Kobayashi, could you please explain your version of events?"
Emiko leaned back in her chair, flexing her now bandaged arm, her posture casual yet calculated. "Yes," Emiko's began to fake sob dramatically. "It was so.. scary. (Y/n) became upset after witnessing Sae and I together, and in a fit of jealousy and anger, she attacked me with a knife." Emiko sniffed. "I managed to defend myself, but it was so unsettling."
(Y/n) clenched her jaw, struggling to keep her composure. "That's not true! Emiko stabbed herself, and I tried to stop her! She's lying!" Her voice trembled with frustration as she glanced pleadingly at her parents for support.
Principal Yamamoto regarded both girls thoughtfully, his gaze shifting between them. "This is a serious matter, and we will need to investigate thoroughly," he stated firmly. "Both of you will be suspended from school until further notice while we gather statements and review the evidence."
(Y/n) felt her heart sink as the reality of the situation sank in. She exchanged a helpless glance with her parents, who looked equally distraught. Emiko, on the other hand, appeared unfazed, her smirk widening as if relishing in the chaos she had caused.
"What! Our girl can not be suspended! That vicious abuser should be!" Emiko's mom pointed at (Y/n). "Look at my poor girl's arm."
"Vicious abuser? Your idiot excuse of a girl has traumatized my daughter!" (Y/n)'s mom shouted.
Principal Yamamoto held up a hand to calm the escalating tension in the room. "Mrs. Kobayashi, please allow us to investigate the matter thoroughly before drawing conclusions. This is a serious accusation and we must consider all perspectives."
Emiko's mother and father, Mrs. and Mr. Kobayashi, glared at Principal Yamamoto with indignation. "My daughter wouldn't lie about something like this! Look at her arm," her father insisted, pointing accusingly at the bandaged wound on Emiko's arm. "She was attacked!"
(Y/n)'s mother spoke up, her voice wavering with a mix of concern and disbelief. "Principal Yamamoto, we know our daughter. She's not capable of such violence. There must be a misunderstanding."
Principal Yamamoto nodded empathetically. "I understand your concerns, Miss. (L/n). However, we need to follow due process. We will review any security footage and gather witness statements to get a clearer picture of what happened."
(Y/n) remained silent, her mind racing with frustration and despair. She couldn't believe how quickly everything had spiraled out of control. She glanced over at Emiko, whose smirk hadn't faded, and felt a surge of anger and helplessness. The weight of unfairness bore down on her as tears threatened to spill from her eyes.
"Until our investigation is complete, it's best if both (L/n) and Kobayashi remain under suspension," Principal Yamamoto concluded firmly. "We will contact you once we have more information."
A knock was heard on the door as Sae and Haru entered the principal's office. Principal Yamamoto greeted them with a nod, acknowledging their presence. "Ah, Mr. Itoshi, Miss. Suzuki, perfect timing," he said, gesturing for them to take seats alongside their respective friends.
Sae's expression was a mix of concern and confusion as he glanced between (Y/n) and Emiko, who were seated opposite each other, their parents flanking them. Haru stood close to (Y/n), offering a silent but supportive presence.
Principal Yamamoto cleared his throat, addressing the room with authority. "As you may know, there has been an incident involving both (L/n) and Kobayashi. It is alleged that there was an altercation resulting in injuries." He paused, giving a pointed look to both girls.
Sae spoke up, "I was at the match last night. Something happened between them, but I didn't see what happened at the bathroom until I walked in, Emiko was hurt." He turned to (Y/n), a pained expression on his face. "I don't know what happened." He didn't want to spout false accusations.
Haru nodded in agreement, her gaze steady as she looked at the principal. "We were all shocked by what happened. But Emiko has a history of manipulation. She's been trying to sabotage (Y/n)'s reputation for weeks now."
Emiko's mother scoffed, her voice sharp with accusation. "My daughter wouldn't do such a thing without a reason! Look at her arm, it's proof of the abuse she suffered!"
"I think you're just confused. It's proof of what she did to herself; trying to make (Y/n)'s reputation worse." Haru stated.
(Y/n)'s mother looked torn, torn between defending her daughter and the accusations.
Principal Yamamoto raised a hand to quell the rising tension in the room, his expression grave yet composed. "I understand that emotions are running high, but we need to approach this situation calmly and rationally," he stated firmly, his voice cutting through the heated exchange.
Sae glanced at (Y/n), his eyes reflecting the turmoil within him. "I know (Y/n) wouldn't just... hurt someone like that," he said quietly, almost to himself. His gaze shifted to Emiko, who maintained a defiant posture, her eyes cold and calculating.
Emiko's mother continued to press her point, her voice unwavering. "My daughter has been through enough. This girl," she pointed accusingly at (Y/n), "has been tormenting her for months!"
Sae shifted uncomfortably in his seat, torn between his loyalty to (Y/n) and the unsettling accusations hovering in the air.
As he thought about the events that happened throughout the past weeks. He noticed a change in (Y/n)'s actions. How she would always glancing around as if awaiting something bad to happen.
That night that situation happened, he needed to think about everything so he wouldn't falsely accuse anyone; that was why he left.
Haru stood steadfast beside (Y/n), her unwavering support a silent testament to their friendship. She addressed Principal Yamamoto with conviction, her voice steady despite the tension in the room. "I promise that Emiko has been manipulating situations to harm (Y/n)," she asserted firmly. "She's planned events to damage (Y/n)'s reputation, and this incident is just another example."
Emiko's father bristled at Haru's words, his resolve hardening as he defended his daughter. "That's absurd! Emiko wouldn't fabricate such serious allegations," he insisted vehemently, his eyes blazing with maternal protectiveness. "She's suffered enough because of this girl!"
Before anyone could intervene, the door burst open, revealing Akari, panting slightly as she entered. Ms. Tanaka hurried in after her, apologizing profusely to Principal Yamamoto.
"Sorry to interrupt, but I have something important to show you," Akari said breathlessly, holding out her phone. "It's proof that Emiko has been manipulating everyone."
Principal Yamamoto took the phone, his brow furrowing as he examined the screen. On it were screenshots of messages, conversations, and even recordings that Akari had managed to gather over the past weeks. They revealed Emiko's calculated schemes, her plans to sabotage (Y/n)'s friendships and reputation, and her coercion tactics involving others.
"This changes things," Principal Yamamoto said finally, his tone serious as he looked up from the phone. "Thank you, Akari, for bringing this to our attention."
Emiko's confident demeanor faltered, her eyes widening in disbelief as the evidence against her unfolded. Her mother stood beside her, visibly shaken but still defensive.
Emiko turned to Akari, her eyes blazing. "You littleโ" She stopped herself, shifting her gaze to the principal. "I... I can explain," she stammered, but her voice wavered, stripped of its usual confidence.
(Y/n) looked at Sae, relief washing over her as she realized the truth was finally coming to light. Sae's expression softened as he met her gaze, silently offering his support.
Principal Yamamoto finally set down the phone, his expression grave yet resolute. "Based on the evidence presented here, it is clear that there has been a deliberate attempt to harm (Y/n)'s reputation and well-being," he announced, his voice carrying a weight of authority. "Emiko, I am deeply disappointed by your actions. Such behavior is not acceptable in this school."
Emiko opened her mouth to protest, but her father gently placed a hand on her shoulder, silencing her. "Let the principal finish, Emiko," he urged softly, his voice tinged with disappointment.
"I have no choice but to uphold suspension until we conduct a thorough investigation to confirm this evidence," Principal Yamamoto continued. "This incident has caused significant disruption and distress among the student body, and it is our responsibility to ensure a safe and respectful environment for everyone."
(Y/n) felt a mixture of relief and lingering unease. The truth was finally out, yet the aftermath of Emiko's deceit weighed heavily on her mind.
As the meeting concluded, (Y/n) and her family left the principal's office with a sense of cautious optimism, leaving Emiko's family inside as the principal needed to talk to them.
"Akari," (Y/n) started as she embraced her. "Thank you so much."
Akari smiled warmly, returning the embrace. "No, I was just returning the favor of you forgiving me."
Sae approached (Y/n) quietly, his expression apologetic as he spoke in a low voice. "I'm sorry you faced all this alone. But you could've told me about everything going on."
"I know, I just didn't want to make you worry." (Y/n) looked at her parents at the end of the hallway; where they were waiting for her. "I'll tell you everything soon, I promise."
Four days passed, and (Y/n) finally received the okay to return to school, her suspension lifted and her name cleared of any wrongdoing. Throughout those days, Emiko's family continued to apologize profusely to (Y/n)'s family, their guilt palpable in every word and gesture.
Meanwhile, Emiko was admitted to a mental hospital, where she could receive the professional help she desperately needed. The incident had brought to light deeper issues that had been festering beneath the surface for some time.
Turns out, she had Antisocial Personality Disorder (ASPD). Even after everything Emiko put (Y/n) through, she felt pity for her.
(Y/n)'s parents insisted that before returning to school, she should speak with a therapist about what happened. The traumatizing events she endured had left deep scars that needed to be addressed. They wanted to ensure she had the necessary support and tools to navigate her feelings and heal from the experience.
Reluctantly, (Y/n) agreed to therapy. Sitting in the therapist's office felt daunting at first, but the therapist's gentle demeanor and understanding nature quickly put her at ease. They began by validating (Y/n)'s emotions and helping her articulate the impact of the trauma on her life.
In therapy, (Y/n) learned about trauma responses and coping mechanisms. She explored her feelings of betrayal, fear, and sadness in a safe space, free from judgment. The therapist introduced techniques to help her manage anxiety and intrusive thoughts, gradually guiding her toward processing the traumatic memories.
As sessions progressed, (Y/n) started to regain a sense of control over her emotions and thoughts. She learned to challenge negative beliefs about herself and the world around her, replacing them with more realistic and compassionate perspectives. The therapist also encouraged (Y/n) to build a support network and reach out to trusted friends and family members for additional support.
Over time, (Y/n) began to notice small improvements in her daily life. The nightmares became less frequent, and she felt more confident in social settings. Through therapy, she discovered inner strength and resilience she didn't know she had.
"(Y/n)!" Haru exclaimed when she saw her best friend enter the school's building and rushed to embrace her. "Are you okay now?" "Yes, I am." (Y/n) smiled.
Rin rushed to (Y/n)'s side, followed closely by Shidou, Michael, Yoichi, Nagi, and a few others from their circle of friends. Concern etched deeply into Rin's features as he reached out to embrace his childhood best friend.
"(Y/n), are you okay?" Rin asked with genuine worry, his voice filled with both relief and curiosity.
(Y/n) managed a faint smile, touched by their concern. "I'm okay now," she replied softly, her eyes reflecting gratitude as they broke their embrace.
Shidou stepped forward, his usual confident demeanor tinged with a hint of solemnity. "What happened? We heard about the suspension and Emiko..."
(Y/n) took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts. "It's... complicated," she began, her voice wavering slightly. "Emiko... she had been spreading rumors and trying to turn everyone against me. But Akari..."
Akari stepped forward, nodding in agreement. "I found evidence that Emiko was manipulating everything. She was the one orchestrating everything to make (Y/n) look bad."
Michael frowned, his brows furrowing with concern. "So, Emiko... she's not stable?"
(Y/n) shook her head gently. "No, she's been admitted to a mental hospital. Her family apologized to mine..."
Nagi spoke up softly, his expression thoughtful. "I'm sorry you had to go through all that, (Y/n). But we're all here for you."
As they walked together towards their next class, (Y/n) couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. The weight of uncertainty and betrayal was slowly lifting, replaced by a renewed sense of trust and solidarity among friends who had weathered the storm together.
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(A/N): i feel like this fanfic is going to end soon
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