Now was the next day.
Y/n was back at school and already fresh from the incident yesterday as he was in front of his high school once more. His bag slung on his shoulder and resting near his thigh, his body a little stiff but was able to function nonetheless.
With a small breath exhaling through his nose, he was ready for his day back. Even if he hated it and wanted to stay home and rest, he only have one more day until the weekend started.
So for a second, Y/n closes his eyes and legs a handful of air flow into his nostrils. He exhaled and glanced up at the school in front of him and decides to get this last weekday down and then relax for the full weekend.
"Hey, Y/n!~"
Y/n glances back at whoever was calling his name and saw a girl running towards his way. His body faces her fully, "Orihara?"
"Are you feeling better today?" She stops in front of him and pants softly. "...I don't want you to push yourself if you're not better today..."
"...Um... Yeah... I'm fine..."
She smiles softly.
"That's good!~ I'm glad you're not going to miss classes today!~"
"Yeah... I'm glad for that..." Y/n nods before walking off towards the school building where Orihara doesn't hesitate to catch up and walk side to side with the boy, keeping her eyes on him with a small smile plastered happily on her face.
"Why are you walking with me?"
"I just want to make sure you get to class safely!~"
"I-I can get there just fine... There's no need to worry..."
"But I will... If I leave you for a second, you might get picked on by our classmates and they might take your medicine away..."
"..."
"..."
"...Okay then..."
Y/n finally gives up after a small argument. Orihara kept the same sweet grin on her face while following Y/n to change his shoes and head to his classroom.
With the silent aura around them, they were to the stairs, slow progress but they made it to the first year floor and were heading to Y/n's classroom.
"..."
"..."
"...Are you still up to watch Devil Killer with me?"
"Eh?"
Finally breaking the silence, Y/n stops and stared at Orihara with a shocked look on his face. He watches as she touched her indexes together, a small puff on her cheek and looking away.
"...I really wanna watch it with you... My friends and classmates don't really like anime... and I want to be able to watch it with someone that likes anime as much as I do... And the only person that I know that likes anime here is you..."
Y/n continues to stare at the girl, "...So she was serious about it..." he thought as he glanced around the hallway and to his peers and classmates nearby.
He'd turn back to the judo girl in front of him.
"...Are you sure you don't have a single person in mind that can watch it with you?"
In response, she shakes her head no.
Y/n takes a second to process her answer, wondering if Orihara is being for real about watching anime together. He could tell from the same sincere look in her eyes, wanting him to watch with her since he also knew that nobody else liked anime in school.
At least in his eyes.
Plus he didn't have any friends so there was no telling if they liked anime as much as he does.
Then a strong and solid answer comes out of his mouth, hoping he made the right choice again.
"...I might... come watch with you then..."
"Really?!~"
Y/n would nod nervously, still he wasn't confident with it but he guess that it might be fun to watch it with someone that had the same interest in him.
In return, he earned a small gasping smile, Orihara walks up to him.
"If that's the case..."
She takes her phone out from the pocket of her skirt and continued to smile.
"What's your number?"
"My number?"
"Yeah! So I can text you my address and we can watch Devil Killer together!"
After hearing her suggestion, Y/n was hesitant at first. But eventually Y/n realizes that it was only Orihara, a girl that not only confessed her feelings to him but was willing to stays by him despite telling her no for a few days.
Then, Y/n walks right next to her and helps out in making her contact. He'd guide her on the string of numbers he had and helped spelled his name out for her.
And after a few minutes, "There... That's my number..." he replies before backing away from her.
"Okay! Just to make sure~..." she starts to fiddle around with her phone and then glances up at the boy.
...Ding!
Y/n's phone goes off. He grabs it from his pocket and sees a text that read "This is Orihara! ❤️❤️". The boy would blush mildly at the message before he felt his shirt pulling lightly to Orihara's way.
"And to finish the contact~..."
She wraps her arm around his shoulder and brought her phone away and facing them.
Click!
They both hear a camera snap from her cell with Y/n realize what she has just did. "W-What?!" He'd blush like crazy this time, seeing a wide smile coming from the redhead in front of him.
"I needed a photo to put into your contact info!~"
"..."
Y/n only stared with the red hue look on his face. Orihara sees this and stared as well before, "...Oh, here!~"
Once again she starts to play with her phone and before he knew it, he sees another message coming from his phone.
This time it was a photo.
The one from earlier has Orihara smiles to him once more.
"You can use that as well!~" she says as a soft bell starts to ring in the school. That would mean one thing to them.
"Oh no! Class is about to start!" Orihara remarked before having to leave Y/n from his side and run to her class that wasn't close.
But before she takes off towards the corner of the hallway, she stops and waved to Y/n. "See you later, Y/n!~" she yells and takes off running once more.
The only thing Y/n could do was wave and watch. "...Yeah..." he said to himself before looking down at his phone and gazed at the photo.
"..."
She takes a good look at Orihara.
He remembers those features that was on her since the beginning of their interaction.
The sky blue eyes that stared back at him, her pale ivory skin that goes well with her eyes, the bright tangerine hair that fell to her shoulders and the back of her neck and back.
"..."
He really haven't thought about Orihara like this but judging from the wonderful appearance she had, any boy would die to just talk to her. She is pretty, Y/n isn't going to lie.
"...Thanks..."
Y/n mutters once more to Orihara who was no longer present next to him and the first time for quite a while, he smiles.
A soft smile that flashed for only two seconds as he digs his phone into his pocket before heading to class.
"..."
...Thanks, Orihara...
