Don't Mess with Me, Hachioji-Kun

Chapter 4: Aren't you trying too Hard?

Naoto sat in the Art Room, a sketch of a fruit bowl painted on a canvas parallel to him. "No signs of Nagatoro yet..." The boy let out a worried sigh. Was she mad at him for embarassing her in front of her friends? "That girl is a total mystery."

"Hello, Sen-pai~!" A loud voice rang trough his eardrum as he looked to his side. It seemed like all his worries were for nothing, given the fact that the gnome was back. "What do you want now?"

The girl smiled. "I just came to give my lonely Senpai some company." Naoto sighed. "Stop barging into the Art Room like it's your house. I'm busy." Nagatoro smirked. "Oh! My heart!" She leaned on him, shaking him by the shoulders, her smile digging into his line of sight. "Lonely Senpai is so mean to this cute JK!"

Frustration was starting to build up within Naoto. It only took her a few seconds to get him pissed. The boy clung to the stool using his arms, trying his best not to fall over from all the shaking. "Leave it!" The boy shouted as Nagatoro began to laugh as she shook him.

He didn't have time to react when the stool started to shake as well, causing it to tumble over. Nagatoro instinctively jumped out of the way as Naoto seemed to be about to tumble to the ground. "Senpai!" The girl yelled, trying to ready herself to catch him if he actually fell in front of her. Luckily, Naoto was reflexive enough to push himself in the other direction, the stool falling back as he stumbled a bit. Luckily, he didn't fall, ending up right in front of her.

He turned to Nagatoro while catching his breath. "I told you..." he huffed. "...to leave it." The girl could feel beads of sweat coming from her as she smiled awkwardly. "S-Sorry, Senpai." Naoto sighed once more, before turning to see the girl's grin return. "By the way- what were those sloppy movements?! You looked like a worm in heat trying not to fall over."

Like a cartoon character, Naoto could feel a vein pop up on his forehead. "I'm pretty sure anyone who's about to fall over would move like that." Nagatoro laughed. "Are you sure? Because I have a theory. I think you were purposely moving like that in hopes of stumbling over me! Have it be like one of those creepy mangas you read!"

Naoto pouted. "I don't... read those things. Besides, aren't you trying too hard? Making fun of me for trying not to fall feels like a much weaker jab compared to your usual arsenal." The boy replied to her snarky comments. "Could it be my Kouhai is running out of ideas?"

With a single sentence, Naoto had turned the situation to his favour, a blush coming from her. "Noo... I just.. thought it was pretty gross." Naoto walked up to her, getting very close. "Are you sure? It feels to me like you've run out of quips. But I can give you new ideas on how to mess with me." A small blush appeared on his face.

"How about..." He began ruffling his hair around. "You make fun of me for my hair? Or maybe even..." The boy suddenly had an idea as he turned to a cabinet full of his previous drawings, pulling out the Sketch of Nagatoro he had done. "How about you call me a creep for drawing you? After all, you asked for It. Call me a pervert for keeping it, right?" The girl began to stutter as she blushed and Naoto metaphorically backed her into a corner. "Y-Y-You k-kept it?"

"Of course. I keep all my drawings. But let's leave that aside. What's another way you can mess with me?" The boy rolled the sketch back up, before extending his hand. Nagatoro was practically standing against a wall as he was in front of her, so he leaned in, his hand against the wall as if he were pinning her. "How about you pin me to a wall like this? That'd probably get me to blush real hard." The boy said, not realizing that a small blush had already formed on his face.

Nagatoro's brain was beginning to fry with the amount of things he was saying to her. "You like seeing me blush, don't you?" Naoto asked. The girl quietly mumbled something which failed to register with Naoto. "Come again?" The young boy asked. Nagatoro responded with an embarrassed whimper, before ducking under his arm and bolting out of the room. She didn't even have a chance to let out a weak comeback like other times, simply bolting it out of the room in an utter defeat.