Chifuyu Matsuno, the vice captain of the Tokyo Manji Gang's first division, has found himself falling in love with the girl sitting behind him in his science class with the pretty hair clip.
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long awaited 20 PAGE CHAPTER! took me long and my brain is shidding and farding from having to think through this entire thing and dear god the amount of REWRITES OH MAN BUT please enjoy and dont mind how sloppy it gets at the end. i was tired of this long ass bullshit. enjoy pallys! ily
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Chifuyu knows he's dreaming.
"If I loved you, would you love me back."
You gaze into Chifuyu's eyes, a soft plea for an answer. He was frozen, mouth agape.
You repeat your words, leaning forward an inch. But for Chifuyu, it felt like a foot.
His heart was racing, vision hazy and breathing uneven. You were close. You were so close. It was wrong. This was wrong.
You didn't love him.
You never would.
The world falls quiet, your company gone from his side. He felt the warmth of tears on his cheeks but when he reached up to wipe them away, there was nothing.
What did Chifuyu think about you. What were his feelings towards you. Love? Infatuation? Admiration?
Did he hate you? He doubted it.
What was it about you that Chifuyu felt himself dragged towards? Your beautiful smile? Your eyes that shone in the sunlight? Your ears that burned when you were embarrassed? The hair clip locked on your hair that made him smile?
Chifuyu was nothing more than a dumb, young fool rushing into an awaiting heartbreak. He didn't belong with you and your pretty face. And your pretty clothes. And your pretty self.
But he wanted to belong with you. He wanted to continue to feel dragged towards you.
It's impossible. The outcome won't be pleasing.
He can fall in love and you can too.
Though the ending to what you may find won't be what is wanted.
Chifuyu could see you dead. He could see you splayed out on his lap, his hand running through your hair. He'd dragged you into this. He let himself get close. He lured you into danger. He didn't know.
He should've.
Chifuyu himself was heaving heavily, eyelids fluttering slowly.
You weren't smiling. You were only looking up at him with your lips pressed to a line. It was only when Chifuyu took his final breath and held you closer that he realized you'd gone before him.
"I'm sorry," he wants to say. Though what was he apologizing for. What was he supposed to be sorry for.
Your death, obviously. What more is there to be sorry for.
