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Semis POV

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck," I said quietly as I looked at my cut open finger. I need to get to the nurses' office. I should introduce myself first. I'm Semi Eita. I'm the leader of the light music club. I was just playing my guitar and I cut my fucking finger. It's a pretty deep cute too. I grabbed one of my clean cleaning rags and hurried to the nurses. I knocked on the side of the open door. "Can I get some help?"

"You need something?" Said a boy with unevenly cut bangs. I just showed him my finger. "Ew. Okay this way." I laughed at his reaction.

"Well, you're a little rude for a nurse," I said.

"Do you want me to fix your ugly finger or not?" He said, taking out some things and putting it on the nearby table.

"Don't talk about him while he's in the room," I said, jokingly. I thought it was funny, but the boy didn't show any reactions. He just pulled up a swivel chair and started putting stuff on a cotton ball. "What is that?"

"Rubbing alcohol," he said as he placed it on my finger.

"owww," I said. It fucking burned, but his small hands had a tight grip on mine.

"Stay still, baby," he said, but not in a cute way. In an insulting way. Then he got the next thing. It was a tube.

"What is that?" I asked.

"Neosporin. This one wont hurt," he said making me calm down. He put a small amount on my finger and lightly rubbed it with a cotton swab. Then he got out a bottle.

"What is that?"

"If you keep on asking that, I'm going to pour rubbing alcohol in your eyes," He said, in almost a nonchalant way. Scary... "Its liquid band aid. Its just going to be a little cold." I felt to coldness hit my finger I flinch, but this boy held my finger still. He put the bottle away before he started to blow on my finger. It was cute. What- not like that- in like a-... I don't know where I was going with that... When he finished blowing, he let go of my finger, letting it relax. Then he got some bandages. He wrapped my finger in it. "Does it feel normal?" he asked, taking off his gloves and washing his hands.

"Yeah! Thanks..." I trailed off realizing I didn't know the others name.

"Just call me Shirabu," he said.

"Thank you, nurse Shirabu," I said. It made him laugh. It was short and sweet.

"What club are you from?" he asked. I gestured to my colorful socks and hairpiece. I thought it was pretty obvious. "Light music?" he said. "I didn't know there were guys in the light music club."

"I'm the leader matter of fact," I said.

"Do your socks go all the way up you're thighs like the girls," he said, clearly making fun of me.

"What the heck? Its too hot outside for that," I said. "Do you go all day in your scrubs?"

"Yes. Do you think I would change 5 times a day or something?" He said.

"I was just asking. Jeez," I said sarcastically.

"Don't play with your finger until it heals. You can come check with me or Mika," he said, writing something on a paper then handing it to me.

"A pass? Did you already forget that I'm the leader of the club?" I said. Why would I need a pass to go back to my own club?

"We are 10 minutes late for class." what? I looked at the clock.

"Oh... thanks," I said stupidly.

"*sigh* lets go," he said. I jogged after him.

"What class do you have?" I asked. He looked at me like he was surprised that I asked.

"I'm in the same class as you," he said. My mouth made a o shape before I just decided to shut up. I see that scary student council guy that's always smiling go to the other hall. I'm so happy he didn't see us-

"Yahaba!" Shirabu yelled, making the boy turn. I guess his name is Yahaba. Why did he call him?! The boys fake smile swapped for a real one. It looked more nautral on him.

"Hi, Shirabooboo," he said. Shirabu rolled his eyes, but kept a soft smile on his face. "Who's he?"

"He cut his finger," Shirabu said.

"Oh," Yahaba accepted the answer.

"You usually have your rounds outside. Why are you in here?" Shirabu asked.

"I needed to get papers for the guy I'm tutoring," Yahaba said. This is kind of weird. I've never seen this hall monitor talk so casually. I guess they are close friends.

"The short delinquent with blond hair. The one you called hot?" Shirabu said. Well, I at least get some tea.

"I didn't say that! I said he wasn't ugly," Yahaba said.

"No, you said hot," Shirabu said.

"Hmph. No, I didn't," Yahaba said with a pout.

"Okay. Stop pouting Creampuff. I was just poking fun," Shirabu said, patting the others head.

"Well, I have to get going. I'll text you later though," Yahaba said walking away.

"Byeeeee," Shriabu said with a wave.

"Lookie who can be soft," I said, bumping him with my shoulder.

"If you keep on being annoying, you wont be able to 'lookie' anymore," he said with a scary grin.

"Yes, sir," I said, putting my hands in my pockets and walked with Shirabu to class.

Semi is a 3rd year; He's the leader of light music; Crush- Shirabu; Personality-social butterfly.

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why do i suddenly like this ships so much? 

~bonbon-chan!!

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