𝐶𝐴𝑀𝐸𝑅𝐴𝑆 －𝑁𝐴𝐻𝑂𝑌𝐴 𝐾.

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TRIGGER WARNING: explicit language, CRINGE

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Makayla

We spent the whole day hanging out with Aki and her family. It was weird to be hanging out with a family that had so much love in it. Growing up, I never got to experience that. The only parent that actually cared about me was my dad, but he worked a lot, so I barely got to see him.

The reservations I made for Nahoya and me were at seven o'clock, so we had about an hour to get there. Right now, I was getting ready; I'd already gotten dressed, so all I had to do was do my hair.

"Where're you guys getting ready to go?" Aki asks, referring to Nahoya and me.

"We're just going out tonight," I respond.

"Like...a date?" We never told Aki and Souya about our relationship. We were going to, but I didn't want to ruin our friend group by us dating.

"I guess you could say that..."

"Kayla, you ready?" Nahoya says, peeking his head through the door. I let out a breath of air, relieved that he saved me from an awkward conversation.

"Yeah, let's go," I respond, grabbing my purse from the bathroom counter. "I promise I'll tell you everything when we get back," I whispered to Aki on the way out.

The restaurant I chose was a bit fancy for my taste, but as long as their menu has something I like, then we should be good.

"Are you going to tell me where we're going yet, or are you still trying to keep it a secret?" the pink-haired idiot beside me says.

I sigh, having to explain this to him for what felt like the hundredth time. "It's supposed to be a surprise,"

"Right, sorry,"

The restaurant was at a shopping strip that was by the beach. I chose this because it was the closest and the fanciest.

"This place looks nice," Nahoya says, looking up at the chandeliers and designs on the ceiling.

"Yeah, I didn't think it would be like this," the waiter took us to our seats and handed us our menus. "What're you going to get?"

"I don't know. To be honest, the only thing catching my eye right now is their dessert section."

"Sorry," I apologize, shifting in embarrassment. "I guess I chose this place based on its looks more than its menu. We can go somewhere else if you wan–"

"No, it's fine. I'll just get the spaghetti,"

"Ohhh, that looks good. I might get that as well." Soon, the waiter returned and took both of our orders.

"I can't believe this is my first vacation and first official date. This is the best spring break ever," I smile.

"Yeah, I still can't believe you've never been on vacation before. Is your mom really that strict?" I hum, nodding my head, and confirming what I guess would be his worst nightmare. "I couldn't imagine my mom being that strict."

"Thanks, man. I really appreciated that," I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

"Man?" He raises a brow at me.