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little bit by lykke li ,,

while the professor was talking and teaching about shit you could careless about, you decided to bother the boy who sat next to you

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while the professor was talking and teaching about shit you could careless about, you decided to bother the boy who sat next to you.

you shifted to the left, shuffling in your bookbag before bringing out your favorite pen and a small piece of scrap paper.

you jotted down something and tapped your pencil twice to grab the boys attention.

"what do you want?"

"no need to be pissy, anyways here... dude" you said grabbing the scrap paper, folding it and sliding towards his desk.

"it's scaramouche fuckwad." he snarled while grabbing it and reading the following

' ur segscy '

followed by a horrible drawing of a cheeked-up among us character.

"what the actual fuck." he wrote right next to it, you could see him giving a disgusted look and you giggled about it.

swiftly passing the note back to you, you read what he wrote and stuck up the middle finger to him, scoffed and pretended to pay attention to the class.

while scaramouche thought about several ways to kill you after you stuck the finger to him, he also enjoyed that small little moment you had.

' snap out of it kunikuzushi, you don't like this person. '

scaramouche mentally slapped himself and shook out his thoughts, how could he ever so slightly enjoy your company? god he hated himself at that moment. he tsked to himself and decided to pay attention again.

the bell rang and the professor dismissed the class, everyone organizing their materials and sliding everything back into their bags before stepping out of the classroom

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the bell rang and the professor dismissed the class, everyone organizing their materials and sliding everything back into their bags before stepping out of the classroom.

you were brushing off invisible dust off your textbook, and neatly organizing it into your bag. you strap on your bookbag and mosey off into the corridor, meeting your group of friends which contained; childe, itto, hu tao, kazuha, kokomi, venti and tomo.

all of them stood right Infront of your classrooms door, the window facing opposite to the door made the oranged hued sunshine elegantly enlight your features.

"took you long enough, we were about to leave your ass." the ginger one affirmed, smirking in advance.

"oh fuck off you toothbrush. your hair looks more knotted then ventis hairy, crusty white dog." you snorted back, hu tao giggling beside venti, who looked awfully offended

"leave mr.snooper alone! I showered him yesterday.." he scoffed out, before placing both his hands on his hips and hair flipped his two turquoise-tinted braids.

the group laughed and continued to advance down the corridor.

"yesterday? I bet that dog still smells like ass."

hutao adds, giggling.

"right! mr.snooper should learn how to be an alpha," itto says quite loudly, "like me of course!'

"itto please, nobody wants to take your alpha male acting lessons."

"three people did.."

"who?"

"my grandpa, my dad, and a random kid I found on the side of the street!"

"what."

you walked on the sidewalk while the soft wind gushes through your flowy h/c hair, the gentle orange hues that painted the sky lingered in your vision

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you walked on the sidewalk while the soft wind gushes through your flowy h/c hair, the gentle orange hues that painted the sky lingered in your vision.

you planned to head to your local café, which is also your favorite place to hangout and study.

as the bell above the doorway jingles when you enter, you wave at the familiar boy beside the counter, "hey kazu, I'll take the regular."

"alright, 3.50 please."

you hand kazuha the money and take a seat at a nearby table, admiring the couples holding hands, children skipping around, the carefully painted blossom orange trees. it was beautiful.

you hear footsteps approaching your table along with the scent of your f/f. you whip your head willingly towards the sound, excepting your platinum colored friend, but instead saw..

scaramouche!?

fin. ෆ

a/n

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a/n

oh em gee this took so long im soryrr 😭😭 gn the lack of motivation im having rn is crazy 😞

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