𝙎𝙖𝙡𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙚

Chapter 4

You glared at the person across of you while shoving a spoon of shortcake down your throat, that almost made you gag.

The Blonde returned the glare, also shoving his own scoop of shortcake down his throat angrily.

The sight is funny. Picture it out: two teens, the opposite gender, sitting across each other and having a glaring contest while eating their strawberry shortcakes.

This caught many customers attention and stared at them weirdly as if they are a math problem.

An unsolvable math problem.

You angrily wiped the cream of the side of your mouth with the sleeve of of your hoodie, he did the same but with a napkin. Your eyes locked with each other.

"There's always a fine line between love and hate," a voice croaked out.

Both of your heads, snapped to the latter, which happened to be an elder who looked like he read every single book in the world, considering the worn out one on his hands. His no-framed glasses sat at the very end of his crooked nose which looked like were about to fall off. His shiny grayish hair with black at the ends were waxed and swept to one side.

He turned to both of you. "Sorry, did I do something wrong?" He croaked out again.

"You said something sir," you slowly said.

"Oh I think I accidentally read out loud," a slight amusement glimmers in his eyes as he peered down the both of you. "I apologize,"

"It's fine sir," Blonde boy said.

"Oh how considerate," you stirred your ice with your straw, the ice swirling around the brownish drink. You felt him turn at you. "Coming from a person like you,"

"Would say the same thing for you," he simply shot back.

"I act not-so-nice to you because your treating me like that!" You whisper-yelled.

He shrugged while licking the cream off the spoon, you watch him as he continued to do that. If you weren't mad at him in the first place, you would fangirl over him.

But not today.

You swore you saw his lips twitch into a smirk for a split-second as he slowly licked up the last swipe of cream on his spoon.

Once he's done, he set his spoon down on his plate. He looked over to your plate to see the last bite of your strawberry shortcake.

Before you could react, he took a fork and ate it, leaving you speechless.

He grabbed his bag and ran away, leaving you there, staring down at your plate.

With nothing left but crumbs.

Your blood boiled but before you could stand up and follow him, the bell rings signaling he left. You saw him rushing past the window as a green blur.

You groaned.

Stupid asshole.

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You jumped on your bed effortlessly, with no expression shown on your face, eyes focused on nowhere in specific.

"Did he realized he just shared 1 billion germs with me?"

You paused.

"And did he realize that we just made an indirect kiss?!"

You shuddered in disgust.

You jumped off your bed, your butt making contact with the mattress, making you jump back up to your feet.

"Stupid asshole," You clenched your fist up. You wanted to shove his slipper up his ass.

Probably something more violent, find out in the next episode of Attack on Titan!

You want to slice his hand and-

You breath in and out, trying to calm your self. You look at the cut out stand of Levi Ackerman. It immediately calms you down and slowed down your breathing.

You spun around, your hands gripping your hair.

You're gonna find him and take revenge.

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Sorry for the short chapter 😬

I have 1000 fanfics to read. 🤥

Ok maybe 10,000 🤓

No one is probably reading this🙃

But ty if u r.