childhood friends to strangers to lovers.
will this stubborn psychic finally accept his feelings? will he continue to push them away? or will it be too late before he gives her his answer?
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my chest felt heavy again like it always does whenever i’m with her. it’s all because of her.
because i love her.
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— saiki’s pov
MY CHEST FELT HEAVY AS I REACHED the gate of my house. y/n entered her own home without even sparing a glance at me, and i would hate to admit it, but that left a growing ball of nervousness in my stomach.
as soon as i heard her house’s door shut gently, i darted my eyes towards her bedroom window. y/n drew her curtains, so i could see her blurry figure looking out the window. i quickly avoided eye contact with her and decided to enter my home.
once i made it inside, i noticed how sweaty my palms had become (which was odd considering how chilly it was this afternoon).
“ku! how was y/n today?” my mother asked, peeking from the corner. i forgot i told her i would visit the h/c-haired girl next door. i stayed quiet for a moment before opening my mouth, not even realizing i had done so, “i’m going with her somewhere later.”
mom widened her eyes after seeing me talk verbally. she had a million thoughts running through her head. too many for me to comprehend any of them. “i’m glad y/n is a good influence on you.”
i only nodded at her remark and headed to my room. all that was left lingering in my mind were the short memories with y/n these past months— partnering up with her during art class, fixing her project, going out with her and yuuta, her professing her love… y/n professing her love.
i can tell that she’s hesitant in hanging out with me. besides, in her mind, it’s almost the end of the school year. she probably thinks we won’t be able to see each other anymore, considering we’re going to different colleges. at least that’s what she planned out in her head, anyway.
“what am i supposed to wear later?! a skirt? no, it’s too cold… hmm, how about these— no! y/n, that’s the laundry!” i heard a familiar voice scolding herself from the house next door. i felt myself smile at her antics; she really is an enigma.
an enigma i so badly want.
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“can’t forget the bracelet!”
she’s gotten clever, huh? wearing something that blocks my telepathy, so i won’t be able to read her thoughts. i had almost forgotten about the jewelry. maybe i should wear it too?
internally groaning in annoyance, i snatch it from my desk drawer and exit the house, successfully avoiding my ecstatic mother.
“kusuo!” i turned around to see y/n. good grief, i forgot i had the bracelet on. i didn’t notice her at all. i waved at her casually and immediately noticed the thin black framed glasses on her face. she wore it? why did she wear it? was she planning on pulling the same stunt from a few days ago? i don’t know if i’ll be able to handle another one of those today.
