[in dire need of some editing]
Matsuragi Michiko. Sakusa Kiyoomi. What starts off as a middle school crush becomes something unexpected.
Warning ⚠️
Includes mature language with a splash of immature thinking, may get a bit steamy in later chapters...
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Time Skip to Sometime in August
Everyone was preparing for a major summer festival in Tokyo. The streets were decorated with lanterns that were strung from trees to buildings. All of the students at Itachiyama were hyping it up as they found groups or dates to go with. Of course, Sakusa had no desire to be a part of it. Crowds... he dreaded the thought of how everyone would be in very close proximity to one another.
"Neh, Kiyo," Michiko called out.
Sakusa looked to the small girl, the only person he wanted to be in close proximity. They were hanging out at his dorm. He hummed in response as he watched her finish a writing assignment. She had a concentrated look as she quickly scribbled on the paper.
"Do you want to go to the festival tonight?" She asked still looking down at her paper.
"Hell no," he scoffed with a look of disgust.
She already knew the answer, but she wanted to see how he would respond to her question. Michiko laughed at his reaction. It sounded so angelic to his ears. God, everything about her was just so perfect to him. He sometimes wondered why she decided to be with him. The tall ace was after all an anti-social, crowd-fearing, germaphobe.
"I know, I know," the small girl chuckled, "You wanna just stay and chill here?"
"Mhmm," he gladly said as he placed his elbow on the desk leaning his cheek onto his hand.
"Oi, don't give me that look," Michiko huffed while looking away from his face.
"What look?" he asked confused as to what she meant.
There were times like this when Sakusa was clueless about the effect he had on Michiko. It seemed like he was simply staring at the small girl, but she noticed how the tiniest smile crept onto his face. She found it absolutely adorable, however, at the same time, she felt turned on because of the fact that she was the reason why he smiled.
"Never mind," she shook her head still looking away. I just want to kiss you so badly.
The small girl turned to look back at him as an idea popped in her head, "Let's do a skincare routine!"
He had no idea what that was. She saw the skepticism painting the tall ace's face.
"It has to do with cleaning your face~," she said with a smile.
"Ok."
Michiko quickly went to her dorm to gather all of her skincare products. She came barging in, throwing all of the bottles, containers, and boxes onto Sakusa's bed. He was slightly overwhelmed by all of the products scattered on his bed. Michiko smiled sheepishly.
"What do you do with all of this?" he furrowed his eyebrows.
"We have to start with washing our faces," she held up a bottle of face cleanser.
