ᴜᴡᴜ ; ᴋ. sʜᴏᴜsᴜᴋᴇ

ᴛᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎 - 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚘𝚐

The chill breeze of the fresh morning air brush past your body as you shiver a bit through the tingly sensation that touches your skin lightly. The sunlight was delicate and soothing, not too warm or too bright.

You got pestered by your parents about not bothering to do a single bit of exercise, which you do not like at all. You get tired easily and was too lazy to do any movement which causes you to get exhausted.

So that results in you getting dragged out of your comfy bed, and got kicked out of the house to the park- still wearing your pajamas and messy, tangled hair which you try to untangle and make it look natural as much as possible.

You start jogging slowly along the path, sometimes even getting distracted by the cats that walk by. Your paces became slower and slower after a hot thirty-five seconds of jogging.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝.

"Oh hey isn't that [name]-chan? OI [NAME]-CHAN!!!"

A familiar voice caught your attention, and it was someone you didn't want to see in a state like this, at least not with you still wearing your comfy night wears. You try to act oblivious and continue jogging at a wobbly pace, pretending not to hear anything.

Please don't come over here, please don't come over here, please don't come over here-

A hand clutches your wrist abruptly, making you jump as you turn around promptly. Hitomi has a firm grip on your wrist and didn't seem to let go anytime soon, with a huge grin on her face. Behind her is Shousuke who looks unamused at her antics.

"Good morning [Name]-chan!"

"Good morning..."

You replied, having an urge to run back home as fast as possible.

"You know, we went to your house a few minutes ago and your mother said that you are at the park so we headed here straight away! And cute pajamas by the way. Oh oh oh! I just find-" Hitomi's ramble makes your early morning brain malfunction, your last brain cell is holding on for its dear life.

You started to zone out as Hitomi continues to ramble, your gaze shifting to the boy behind her unconsciously as you look at him- still zoning out.

Komi Shousuke is wearing his typical all-black outfit with his hands inside both of his pants pockets as always, with dark fluffy hair that seems to be slightly tamed and delicate than usual today. You wouldn't have noticed it if you didn't stare at him.

You feel like falling back to sleep again but still pry your eye open for the sake of getting the tiny amount of exercise you could get.

And yes, you stare at him for too long and he begins to notice your stares and glance at you.

That's when you snap back to reality and look at the ground. Ah yes, the ground looks mighty fine today.

"Oh right! Can you guys wait for me just a bit? I'm going to go get some drinks!" Hitomi said before skipping off to somewhere, didn't even bother to let you or Shousuke answer.

And now you are left with Shousuke, again.

This sounds so much like a cliche romance manga.

Oh well.

"Uh..."

Shousuke just walks over to the bench while you didn't get a chance to speak. Maybe he hated you for what happened yesterday. Maybe you should have thought more before acting out irrationally by grabbing Shousuke's hand like that. And the more you think about it, the more tempting it is to pounce your head onto the floor.

Only two minutes pass and you already feel like it's been hours ever since Hitomi left both of you together. You are trying to brainstorm something just something to loosen up to awkward tension between you and him.

To your surprise, Shousuke is the one who spoke up first.

"Cute pajamas" — was the thing he says.

A few minutes of silence have passed and you became a stuttering mess.

You, on the inside, are screaming and passing out but you aren't looking alright on the outside either. Your face was beet red and you are sweating bullets, you could feel your body shaking intensely as you try to think of an answer to say. Yet nothing comes to mind— not even the word 'thank you'.

You think that there must be a big puff of smoke flowing out from your head due to how hot it was.

You want to explode into pieces so much that you can't even describe it.

All you could spit out of your trembling lips is an incoherent word that you can't understand. You aren't that good at handling some compliments or maybe worse— you can't handle any compliments at all because no one says such things to you, so you have no idea of how to act when you encounter one of them.

"Y-Your ʰᵃⁱʳ ˡᵒᵒᵏˢ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵗᵒᵈᵃʸ! I mean- it ˡᵒᵒᵏˢ ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠʸ— no- I uh–"

YOᑌ ᗰᗴՏՏᗴᗪ ᑌᑭ ᗴᐯᗴᖇYTᕼIᑎᘜ TᕼᗩT YOᑌ ᗯᗩᑎT TO ՏᗩY.

You try to say it again but failed miserably, so you just shut your mouth and went back to playing with your hand to calm your nerve.

Why didn't you just say thank you and shut up? Why did you need to say things like that? Does it make you sound like a creep? What is he thinking? Does he hate you? Disgusted? —

But then, your thought start to swirl and all you could think of was that He compliments you. Just then your stomach starts to bust into thousands of butterflies, and you feel like you are floating inside a bubble through the white fluffy clouds. It is a complicated explanation of how you feel yet you somehow love that inexplicable feeling.

What is that?

"SHOUSUKE-KUN! [NAME]-CHAN!!" Hitomi is back with three cans of drinks in her arms.

Maybe you should ask someone.

Hopefully, you won't forget to do so.

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