HEYYY...IM SORRY FOR TAKING LONG FOR CHAPTER THREE..I HONESTLY WAS TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT TO WRITE FOR CHAPTER THREE.. YOU GUYS BETTER ENJOY😡
Inosuke's POV:
I wake up and today just to remember that today is another day at school. Boring as ever. I looked around and see that i'm not in my bed or my room. Oh yea.. I stayed over at Gapachiro's house... I get up and felt my head hurt. I ignored it and looked at the new uniform Ranjiro put on the desk for me. I take the new uniform and put it on. After putting the new uniform on, I opened the door and walk to the kitchen, seeing that renjaro is eating food. "Hey Inosuke, Your awake! You want to have some food?" Kamaboku said. I look at the food and started to eat all the food. Manjira stares and smiled. After I ate all of the food, kentarujo asked. "Did you enjoy the food Inosuke? I hope you did!" Monjuro said. I nodded. It was actually pretty good. I got up and walked towards to Wanjiro and glared at him. "So Monjiro, I wanna get to know you more since we're friends and shit...We're friends, right..I questioned.Tanjiro's POV:
Inosuke walked up to me and questioned. "So Monjiro, I wanna get to know you more since we're friends and shit...We're friends, right..?" I looked back at him and his face was kinda red again. I could sense love, affection, and nervous. Wait, love?..Nahh, it's probably because Inosuke loved the food. "Inosuke, of course we're friends! We can hang out more so we could get to know each other more!" I said. "Oh yea Inosuke, It's time for the bus to come here! By the way, my sister is with Zenitsu!" I said looking at the time. "Monistu... That one idiot who got pissed that i nearly ate his food and you have a sister?" Inosuke said tilting his head. "It's Zenitsu Inosuke and yes I do have a sister." He said.
Tanjiro's POV:
Inosuke looked at me. "Monjiro, I wanna ask you a question." A question? I wonder what question Inosuke is asking. "Sure Inosuke! What's your question!" I said. "What's a cr-" My phone started to ring, it was my girlfriend. I looked at Inosuke and said. "Maybe you will ask me later, okay?" He nodded as I grabbed my phone from my pocket and walked into another room.
Inosuke's POV:
I watched the red hair as he walked away since he had a call to answer. I really wanted to ask him what a curush is. I looked at the time. It's 6:14. I have a little bit of time until the bus arrives to pick me and monjiro up. I go to the living room to sit on a couch and to go watch some videos on my phone. I opened my phone to see that there were 15 texts and 4 missed calls from my mother. Oh great, I'm so dead.. I bet my mom would be crying her eyes out, that I died or something. I get off of the couch and look at the pictures Gapachiro has. Most of them are just his family but one caught me off guard. I looked back at the picture and grabbed it just to see him and that girl holding hands. I suddenly feel angry and sad for some reason. I wish it was me and not her. Wait what? But Lord Inosuke isn't a girl! I placed it back away and sat down at the couch. It took only 2 minutes until wanjiro is done with his call. "Alright Inosuke, let's go to the bus stop now!" He said. When I looked at him, he looked stressed and anxious. When we were walking to the bus stop, I asked "So is a bus when you sit with out people and shit.?" "Well yea Inosuke but expect it's a different type of bus when there are a lot of kids in a big vehicle." Jruanjuro answered. When we arrived at the bus stop, I started to feel angry again from a 10 minutes ago. Why am I even getting mad if jantauro has some gurelfrwiend. I sudden heard someone saying my name. "Inosuke...Inosukeeee...INOSUKE!" I woke up, I was back into reality. The bus has arrived. I walked towards to the bus and got on.
AT SCHOOL
Tanjiro's POV:
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Romance(ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ!) ✧Fluff story! (A bit of angst) ✧ (Warning that there is strong language in this book) ~Tanjiro is a normal boy with a sister, a cool best friend, and a girlfriend. Everything is normal until a new students arrives. Ever sin...