VOID (suna)

13

you and saya had just been lingering around in the halls of the school during the second break when something caused her to pause. „there's my smell project" she whispered, making you to turn around.

„don't look so obviously! are you crazy?" she said, doing her best to scream at you silently. but your eyes had already locked with suna's. you could see his lips moving, saying something to one of the two boys he'd been with earlier. one looked at him in confusion when he turned on his heel, making his way up the stairs again.

„let's finally start improving your social skills" saya finished her sentence from earlier. „go after him. BUT don't go easy on him! he ignored you earlier! cant let that slide!" she instructed, nodding towards the stairs he'd just climbed upwards. you hesitated for a second.

"sure. wanna get rid of those clothes, don't
i?" you mumbled to yourself, a satisfied grin on your face as you started to pace upstairs, past suna's friends.

"you still have his clothes?" saya squealed in awe. but you were already out of earshot.

***

"why are you running away from me? what's wrong with you?" you asked as you cut him off and finally reached him. for some unknown reason, you were utterly pissed at him. perhaps because he ignored you like you were a stranger. suna closed his eyes as if he'd have to calm himself before talking to you.

"i'm not running away from you. i've even ran into you earlier" he replied cockily, an obnoxious grin on his face. you raised your eyebrows in disbelief. he didn't look at you the way he had on saturday, not at all. he was eyeing you in a downgrading way, like he was better than you.

"stop looking at me like i'm dirt" you shot
right at him, making his eyes go wide in surprise for a second. he didn't remember you to be this blunt, neither a few days ago, nor earlier. rather all blushed and genuine.

"i'm not" he replied indifferently, even if
your attitude caused a storm of mixed feelings inside him. "i just want to give your clothes back. i'm not trying to be friends or anything" you explained, no idea why you felt the urge to explain yourself in the first place.

"fine." he just looked at you, it took you a while to realize why. "oh, i don't have them with me now" you told him, waving your hands hastily. "then where are they?" he tilted his head to the side.

what stupid question was that? you denied yourself a sarcastic comment. "at my house, of course." the 'of course' was emphasized specifically, to make him feel as dumb as his question was.

"then why are you already coming to me now?" you frowned. "do you really think i would bring your clothes to school just so i can run after you to accept them? you're probably even to lazy to take them with you..."

you were right. he wouldn't have taken them.

"give me your number." suna's gaze was raised from the ground, right at you. his whole expression was mirroring a big question mark, as if your request hadn't been clear.

"why?" he asked, his forehead wrinkled and his hands casually tucked away in his trouser pockets. "so i can contact you? or your address, anything. i'm gonna hand them over but it surely won't be at school" you pleaded, expression immobile. fame must've gotten to his head.

"fine. give me your phone." you handed it over, opening the contact app beforehand. he did his job really quick, giving it back to you after a minute. you locked your phone, uninterested in the name he'd saved himself with in your contacts.

"are we done here?" suna asked, as if he wanted to leave as soon as possible. he didn't want to though. he could do this all day, you being bratty and him being indifferent, which seemed to annoy you even more.

an outsider would never suspect that you two had been kissing and doing whatever you had done the previous weekend.

you have him a smile that couldn't be faker, which made his heart skip a beat. the corners of his mouth twitched to an amused smile, as he watched you pass him. due to his habit of analyzing people, he didn't miss the blush on your cheeks.

„brat" he whispered inaudible, with a sly smile on his face.