Okay guys, I do not suffer bulimia so I do not have the expertise like I do with the suicidal ones. I am going to make the character bulimic the best I can so no hate please! Requests are open! Requested by  Dramaqueen2905

I walk into school with my head hung low. I clutch my books to my chest and walk past everyone. They all think I'm fat. They all think I am ugly.

I walk into Music Room #3, where my older brother Honey hangs out. He stays there and the limo driver doesn't want to waste gas, so I always have to wait. The girls begin squealing as the door opens, but are disappointed that only I am allowed in. I sit down in a corner and begin to solve my equations for math and also do my spanish (which I currently have a D in).

Kyoya walks up to me. I look up and my heart lurches. He is amazing, but he probably sees me for what I am. Ugly. Fat. He sets a plate of food on the table beside me. I look at it, my mouth watering, and look up, but Kyoya was already walking away.

Not wanting to offend, I take a bite. It was delicious. I ended up eating the entire thing. I feel heavy, but I try to ignore it. But it keeps spreading, and becoming more noticeable. I stand and sneak out of the room quietly. Once I get into the bathroom, I lock the stall, kneel down, and stick my finger down my throat, letting the food come back up.

Honey's POV

I see (y/n) sneak out of the room. She is probably going to the bathroom to puke up the food Kyoya gave her. I sigh. Takashi notices too and grimaces, worrying for his cousin. I look down at my cake, which doesn't seem so appetizing now. 

I hear a glass clang and I look up to see Kyoya leaving. I wonder where he is off to?

Your POV

I wipe my mouth and lean against the stall wall. They all think I am fat, don't they? They all think I'm ugly. I feel tears well in my eyes. I am so heavy, but all I do is gag now. I hear the door open and close, and I hear  a click. It must be Takashi or Mitskuni coming to lecture me. I stand on shaky legs and open the stall.

But on the other side, is in fact, Kyoya. I shriek and try to close the stall door, but he grabs my wrists and pulls me out of the stall. He lifts me with ease and sets me on the counter. His cold eyes stare into mine and his warm hands are on my waist, seeming to hold me in place.

I stare at him and I feel myself begin to cry, traitor tears running down my cheeks. 

"Why?" Is the only word that leaves his mouth. I begin to break down, collapsing in on myself.

"Because I need to so everyone will like me." I sob. He shakes his head. So I lose it. "I know no one will like me! But I feel heavy and I can't deal with it, it is so painful!" I cry, holding my hands to my face.

He is probably laughing right now; look at the ugly girl who doesn't feel good about herself. I feel arms around me and I feel him holding me, pressing  my face against his surprisingly muscular chest.

"No matter the weight or size, I will always love you, from 60 to 600." I look up at him and he wipes my tears.

"I love you too Kyoya!" I wrap my arms around his neck and he kisses the top of my head, and I feel joy.

Hey all you lovely people! I hope you like it so far! Let me know how I did with the bulimic thing because I actually had to research it. Okay! Don't forget to request! Ciao!

Becca