𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐩𝐥𝐳. [discontinued]

ix

monday
4:52pm

"she's really pretty."

'uhm, are you blind or something?'

you couldn't believe your ears as of now. did cyno─the student council president, the librarian's assistant, the president of the disciplinary committee─damn is that a lot of titles but anyway. just call you pretty?

right after he entered, you woke up to the noise of the door opening but when you saw a glimpse of the male, you decided to act as if you're sleeping.

for no reason whatsoever.

unbeknownst to him, you heard everything. from the "this girl," till the "she's really pretty."

that statement continued filling your stomach with butterflies, your face having become a nice shade of red.

'dearest archon what did i do to deserve this─' you mentally cried to yourself.

silence was the only thing that could be heard at the moment. you could feel how hard cyno was staring at your supposed sleeping figure.

he eyed your every feature, from how long your eye lashes were, to how plump your lips were. his eyes half-lidded as his chin was resting against the palm of his hand. the wind gently entering the room from the window that was kept opened as the curtains blew.

having decided that it had been long enough that you had slept, you let out a small yawn. cyno having slightly flinched from the unexpected action.

you lift your body and act as you're still sleepy, rubbing your eye to make it a bit more believable.

cyno's heart skipped a beat, once. his face having become red as he  watched you in such a state. 

you let out a small hum, locking gazes with the male in front of you. you give him a small smile, cheeks rosy. "good morning."

he blushed.