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𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔!

CHAPTER V
ALL I WANT IS YOU!
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"MORNING Y/N~," Scaramouche purred as he sat on his desk, kicking his legs around.

"That desk makes you seem short." I deadpanned looking at the gap between his feet and the floor.
The purple-haired boy glared at me and tried to kick me.

"Sir! Scaramouche was trying to kick Y/n!" Mona shouted.

"Scara, refrain from touching Y/n." he groaned.

"No sir I don't hurt people." he expressed jokingly.

"Am I just a person in this case?" I ask, looking at myself.

"Cough, a pretty person." he joked.

I slumped over onto my desk and closed my eyes, I was tired from the night before, Kaeya would simply not stop messaging me.

The lector raised his voice, meaning that class had begun.
I lift my head and try to pay attention.

I feel something tap my shoulder and I look next to me to find Scaramouche handing me a piece of paper.

I open it up and all I can see is "pretty <3"

I smile at it and put it in my pocket, looking back up at him.

He winked at me and continued paying attention to the board.

I simply just turned around and rested in my arms, closing my eyes.

After what felt like forever class had ended and I get up from my desk, stretching before heading out of the hall.

What day is it? I don't know, and at this point, I don't care.

I start to see all of the other people from my class head outside to the large field.

I lay down on the grass and close my eyes, I stay there, hearing all of the shoutings and talking going on.

I hear footsteps come closer to me and I open an eye to see who it was.

Scaramouche sat on the ground and soon lay next to me, holding my one hand while doing so.

His hands were rough and a little larger than mine.

"Hi Scara~" I chuckle.

"Hi Y/n~" he giggles.

"What was that note about during class?" I ask trying to hold in my laughter.

"I don't know, I got bored and wanted to get something off my mind." he shrugged.

"Ah, but why the word pretty though?" I ask.

"What did you want me to say? Penis?" he laughed, I soon joined laughing too.

"You know, I haven't asked you this for some reason, but would you like to get my number?" I ask.

"I mean sure, I wouldn't mind." he smiled.

"Alright, I'll give it to you tomorrow okay?" I said.

"I can give you mine now if you'd like?" he asked.

I shook my head and told him that I'd simply just give it to him the next day.

Lunch had ended and we all returned inside.

I really don't remember class, I was asleep during it all.

I got up and got my bag as the bell rang once more, indicating that class is over and it was time for me to go home and take a nap.

As I left the gate I waited for Scaramouche to see if he would walk with me.

"Y/n! Hey, I won't be able to walk with you today sorry," he said as he waved and entered a car full of people.

I shrugged it off and as I was about to leave Keqing approached me and asked if I walked to walk home with her, I agreed and we both walked down the road.

"You know, Scara is always salty and mean to everyone apart from you, funny isn't it?" she chuckled.

"Hm, that's funny, I wouldn't know how he acted before so I have no say in this." I shrugged.

"Yeah, he was always mean to everyone, apparently he used to like Mona. I don't know though, those are just rumors." Keqing smiled.

"Hm..that's interesting," I said.

"I and many others believe that he may like you." she snickered.

"This class is like a bunch of 5th graders talking about love, everyone likes someone. I've never actually liked someone." I say.

Honestly, I think I'm lying.

"That might change soon~" she cooed.

I roll my eyes and chuckled as she reached her road.

"Alright! This is my stop, your house isn't far right?" she asked.
"No not at all, it's right down the road," I say while pointing it out.

"Alright! See you tomorrow Y/n!" she waved as she entered her house.

I continued walking to my house and entered through the front door.

"Harby! What are you doing in my dishwasher again for god's sake." I sigh while pulling the cat out of the dishwasher.

"Sheesh, I really need to start closing the dishwasher," I mutter while looking at the cat, thinking about Scaramouche.

I really am starting to regret not getting his number right there are then...

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EDITED

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