Chapter 3

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I could hear the last bell ring , that mentioned all classes had ended and it was time for students to head back home, or go to their club for activities. I sighed and stretched out my arms above my head before I felt something , or rather someone just straight up run into me, causing me to fall over and end up under them; when I looked up at the person and let my eyes focus on their face, I realized it was ... Alya.

- ..Alya? what the fuck are you doing... - I growled softly at her, but wasn't actually angry at her. I stared up at her for a bit, then noticed how her face changed hues from Solomon to a light red. I knew she was blushing at this point. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her off of me gently.
- I'm sorry [name]! I'm so sorry!! -
- it's okay, don't apologize -
I reassured her as I slowly got up from the ground, Alya did that aswell.
- again, I'm sorry.. - She muttered and looked away to the side. I exhaled softly and smiled a small, crooked smile before grabbing her face and squishing her cheeks with my hands.
- h-hey! What are you doing?? - She laughed afterwards, and I joined in, laughing in sync with her.

Then I suddenly felt off, as if something.. shifted? I didn't know how to explain what i felt but decided to.. ignore it. It didn't seem important either way, I'm probably imagining things again, am I not getting enough sleep?

- wanna go to the club with me? - The blonde asked me, and I nodded as an answer., before following her to the path that I slowly got used to. We walked in silence for a bit, then I felt her hand brush against mine and glanced down watching her hand get a hold of mine, I did not mind it, and held her hand back as we walked. Alya let go of my hand when we arrived at the club, and I reached to open the door. It slammed open in front of me before my hand even reached it, I jumped back in surprise.

- oh , my apologies, are you alright?? - I looked back to see who it was, and it was Kami, a worried expression as she held up my face with her, once again, cold hands and examined it with a gently grip; I pulled my face back, moving my hands in front of myself,
- I'm alright! really! - I replied and smiled at her, which made her worried expression go away.
- that's good, I wouldn't want you to be hurt. - 

I looked back, behind me just to see Alya looking away unphased, sad even. I walked over to her and grabbed her by the shoulder, and pulled her into the room while I laughed, but I tripped over the step, and ended up falling down with her landing, once again, above me; we both laughed about it.. I felt someones eyes stabbing daggers into me, but ignored the feeling like always.

After a few minutes, me and Alya stopped laughing and got up, then Kami announced,
- let's go to the school gym, today we're gonna play volleyball. - she said, but something about her tone was a bit off. All five of us made our way to the gym, and changed into more comfortable clothing , then got ready. Divided into two teams, I was with Sol up against Alya and Michelle. Kami was going to count the points as we play.

After an hour of playing volleyball or so, the matches were 3:2 , me and Sol on the winning team. I ruffled Alya's head as she looked a bit down again,
- don't worry  it's just a game! I'll let you win next time~! - I spoke, hoping to cheer her up at least a little bit, and it worked. She looked back up at me and smiled,
- if you say so, [name]! - and she elbowed me gently in the chest.

As me and Alya were walking back go our houses, she asked me
- hey can I come over to your house? -
- huh? I mean sure , yeah why not. -
I replied, smiling.
She was holding my hand once again,
- oh [name] , you're so cute.. - I hear her mutter, but decided to act as if I didn't and continued on walking. We arrived at my house and I let go of her hand to unlock the door and walk in. I closed the door behind her as she made her way to my room, fully knowing my house layout by now. I followed her into my room and sat down on the bed.

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