𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

✦・9

— the next day at school is agonizing

"They still haven't fixed the AC?" your visual arts class ends up being the worst considering how cramped the classroom is. Heat builds up quick especially on the second floor. Groans and whines is all you can manage during the meaningless lesson that doesn't even commence because the substitute went to go use the 'bathroom' and hour ago and never returned.

You couldn't blame him either. Then again it was a dick move to ditch his entire class to go sit in the safety of his car. What made it worse was that due to the sudden spike in kids skipping due to the heat, security is doubled up.

They can double up security for skippers but not for the people throwing hands in the middle of the hallway? The rules were so shitty.

"Does it feel like they've fixed the AC" you respond as Natsu enters

"What are they doing?" She points towards the kids sprawled out on their desks

"Dying peacefully" the blonde across from you answers

"Oh welcome back Yaku, didn't even see you there!" She huffs, dropping down into the seat next to you

"Ah" he responds weakly, his sweaty face pressed against the desk. The boy was melting. And so we're you. It was getting overwhelming how actually hot the room got. This had to be some kind of crime right?

"Want some of this sushi?"

"California rolls?" You pop your head up just suddenly to see her passing you a roll from her shielded lunch box.

"Have I told you how much I fucking love you"

"Yes, plenty of times" it was always a coin toss with you and sushi. You either liked it or you didn't, it just depended if you were in the mood for it or not but considering that it was cold and you were hot, you accepted it with a weak but glad smile.

"Where is everyone?" Natsu notices how empty the place is

"Some hiding in the bathroom—some didn't even show up"

"What is hiding in the bathroom gonna do?" asks Yaku

"I dunno"

The day was surprisingly quick, muggy and droopy under the blistering heat of the sun that converted all of Nekoma high into a whole oven. Students dragged their feet across campus in agony, making paper fans to ease the pressure. You practically melted to your chair in last period, your home room teacher giving you a good free period when he watched all of your pitiful expressions.

"This isn't a strip club Y/N" Natsu has to stop you from abandoning your shirt

"Ngh..this is actually abuse" you squirm in your chair "if guys can do it then why can't we?"

"We've got like fifteen minutes left" She groans beside you, throwing her hair into a desperate bun. Her face was flushed, a bright red blotted onto her skin like she was a living strawberry.

"That's too long" you throw your head back only to raise back up with a weak chuckle "that's what she said"

"So immature" She laughs too