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~Given chance~

[Y/n's POV]

It seems that I overstepped my boundaries when I spent my whole day with Kenma but I was so focused on spending time with him that I never got the chance to ask if he liked what I did or he was forced to. This fake relationship thing is starting to cut me off guard and start to catch feelings for him. Everything about him is lovable, his eyes, his lips, his hair... What am I even thinking..?

Somehow I can't tell him what I feel because I am afraid that he may have felt differently and was forced to act upon my actions because I looked like I fool. I trust him enough to think that he's not that kind of person but half of me tells me not to believe in these lies. Oh how I wish that this relationship of ours would be a happy ending like what I read on fantasy stories. My mind thinking was stopped when someone grabbed me by my waist and pulled me to the side.

"Watch where you're going, I haven't started loving you yet" he mutters the last few words

I looked at the person beside me and looked at him with questions which makes me stop on my tracks. It was Kenma, he was still playing games of course. We can never convince him to stop playing games when going to school but enough with these babbling thoughts of mine. Rethinking what he told me before he held my hand and continued his tracks while pulling me beside him. 

"W-what?" I told him slightly cursing for stuttering in an embarrassing way. 

He looked at me looking disappointed and never got an answer from him until we arrived at the school premises. He stopped playing his game and led us to our desks and rests his head down. Upon doing so he held my hand in between our desks and acts like nothing happened. My mind was filled with questions that I can never mutter out to tell him since he has left me speechless since this morning. I let him do his thing and entered my own world of fantasies.

After a while, my fantasies were interrupted when someone started squeeling a few meters away from us. Apparently she saw me and Kenma's hand intertwined together as he sleeps. I never took a notice of if until a lot of people started whisper shouting that the rumors were true about me and Kenma dating. I can't help but feel amused by this and proud that I was able to pull such handsome and timid guy to hold my hand while talkin a nap. I started to feel conscious as the people started to take their seats and more people are looking at us from the hallway. When I was about to lay my head down to my desk to ease my shame someone called my name so I titled my head to see who was calling me. It was Mia.

"So... It's true..? It's true isn't it..? You guys are really dating." She said with a tear streaming down her cheeks. 

That's when Kenma woke up and stood up while pulling me closer to him as if he is protecting me from a viscous monster. He put his hand over my shoulder while the other was still on top of my hand. He looked shriveled and confused of what was happening but he caught up to act and said 

"Yes, got a problem with that?" with a serious face

"I.. I thought that I had a chance to be with you ever since Yvonne left your side and told you that she was never coming back.." She said with a disappointed tone and a glaring face that's looking at me. 

"For starters, me and Yvonne were NEVER a thing. Wrap this around your head that I'm NEVER going to like someone like you especially when you're acting like this in front of my girlfriend's." Kenma told her while emphasizing the word Never. 

I couldn't hear parts of their conversation after hearing those words come out of Kenma's mouth. It feel surreal and if this is a dream. I wish to never wake up from it. That's when doubt hits me hard on the face. Who was Yvonne? Was this all for show for her to come back to him? Will he deny me when she comes back? Will he like the others..? 

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⏰ Last updated: May 28, 2022 ⏰

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