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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Jouta sits beside you, watching as you applied alcohol to your raw wound from the hard fall at the fountain yesterday.
Your mom was in the kitchen, her home-recipe carbonara wafting throughout the entire house. Jouta had nearly drooled on the table when he first smelled the dish being made. You pondered inviting Hina as it was her favorite dish out of all the other foods your mother had fed her before but was unsure as she may be hanging out with Takemichi or at home resting.
You opened up your phone to find her contact, willing to check if she was available and yet instead finding your eyes glazing over Chifuyu's contact.
By instinct, you clicked the call button.
Then you were freaking out as the ringing started, throwing your phone across the room only to pick it back up again and resume that cycle.
Jouta leaned over your arm before you could throw your phone again to see Chifuyu's contact name, eyes growing big and excited.
"Chifuyu's coming?!", Jouta yells, jumping on the cushions of the couch and falling back first on the pillows. You cover your cheeks, phone laying in your lap. You could see your mom peeking out of the kitchen, eyebrows raised in surprise. "That's your blond friend, right? He's welcome to come for dinner," your mom approves, slipping back into the kitchen with a sly side eye towards you. You frown until the other side of the line picks up. You straighten up as if he could see you, raising the phone to your ear.
"L/n, is everything alright?", he asks immediately. You look down at the bright red wound on your knee, grimacing slightly and covering the exposed skin from your sight. "Yeah! I was just wondering if you'd like to-"
Jouta goes up to your ear, yelling into the phone, "Do you want to eat carbonara dinner with us?!".
You instantly push away from the ecstatic child, laughing nervously when Chifuyu started laughing into the phone. You can see Jouta from the corner of your eyes, bouncing on his knees against the pillow's cushions.
"I'd love to!"
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And now Chifuyu was panicking,
scrambling from his closet to his bathroom mirror, anxiously pushing his bedhead down with wetted hands and pulling out a pair of socks from his drawers with his foot. He doesn't understand why his pants won't slide on properly, or what the hell happened to make his hair stick up in such a weird angle. All he knows is that he has to be out his door immediately.
Chifuyu slides down the stairs with much effort, shooting into the living to find his mom watching the news.
"I'm gonna head out to see a friend!", was all he said before he ran for the door.
