Kei's P.O.V
Ugh, what time is it?
The sound of my alarm is so loud and obnoxious..
Wait why did I even set my alarm?
IT'S CHRISTMAS!
LITERALLY CHRISTMAS, DECEMBER 25TH!
AND YET,
I HAVE AN ALARM GOING OFF AT 8:00 AM!
And I was invited to Chika-nee's Christmas party, so I have to get ready for that as well,
I just don't want to go with my stupid brother.
Honestly, why did she have to invite the whole student council?
I mean, inviting Kaguya-san was fine.. But why my brother too?!
"Kei-chan? Wake up already. It's already 8." said my brother behind the door
"Shut up, 1 more hour.." I said while shoving my pillow in my face, groaning.
"No way, you sleeping in has become a bad habit." said my brother while barging into my room and exposing me to sunlight. "Wake up and brush your teeth."
I groaned even louder while my brother folded the blanket.
I heard my brother sigh before leaving my room.
I'm just so tired..
I tried going back to sleep,
But,
THAT incident keeps appearing in my mind..
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Quick flashback
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"Go have some fun with everyone"
"Tokkun"
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End of quick flashback
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OH MY GOD!!!
I can't believe I did that!
Why did I call Shiro by that nickname!
I can't-
He must think I'm really weird now..
I don't know how to approach him anymore..
I totally regret doing that now..
...
But even after all that..
Shiro's blushing face..
Was really..
Surprisingly..
Cute..
I kinda wanna see it again..
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After around 10 more minutes lying in bed, I finally decided to wake up.
I walked into the washroom to brush my teeth, while opening my phone.
A bunch of notifications from a groupchat..
A couple of video recommedations..
Yeah, nothing special.
But then, I received an email from Shiro.
Hey Kei. Sorry to bother you, but my sister wants to have you over for Christmas..
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