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I'm not jealous. I don't even get jealous.
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You wanted to avoid Saiki.
You weren't angry, you were just embarrassed. Would he mention it? You haven't talked all day. You walked to school with Aiura that day, the two of you getting closer. Maybe the fact that you hung out with a guy the whole time you were there was the reason you were catching feelings so easily. Plus, you didn't feel like talking or thinking about the psychic right now.
Aiura: So, how's you and Kusuo?
'Well shi-'
Y/N: What do you mean?
Aiura: You usually walk with him, there has to be a reason you're with me.
You chewed on your lower lip.
Y/N: Exactly, I'm always with him. I needed a change of pace.
You lied with ease. She gave you a dejected look, lips downturned into a frown.
Aiura: Hm, well do you have your eye on anyone in school?
You blushed, playing with the hem of your skirt.
Y/N: N- no. Not really. I mean, kinda... it's complicated.
Aiura: How so?
Y/N: Well for one, I know he doesn't like me back.
Aiura: Don't think like that! You're a fucking catch, Y/N.
Y/N: Marry me.
Aiura: Yes let's go.
The two of you linked arms and laughed, making your way to the school gate and saying good morning to the gym teacher. Once again, he lectured Aiura about her hair accessories, and once again, she took them off, putting them back on right after she got to class.
Aiura: Mr. Matsuzaki is so annoying.
She grumbled. You chuckled and looked over at Saiki's desk. He wasn't looking at you or paying you any mind at all. Part of you was relieved while the other was dejected. You also noticed he was wearing the ring again, so that was fortunate.
