things that fall - kuzusouda [rewritten]

rain

dear fuyuhiko,

so you keep the notes i give you? whats this, you like me or something? ;)

im just kidding. i know these annoy you. you know, i really did think you and pekoyama were dating, since you're always together. you can imagine how happy i was when i found out you weren't. by the way, it was raining the other day and you didn't have an umbrella. you should be careful, don't get sick.

take care (seriously),
-s

"who are you to tell me to take care of myself?" fuyuhiko rolls his eyes. but it makes sense now, whoever wrote this must have been the one to leave an umbrella at his desk. and here he thought it was peko.

"how kind of them." the taller woman speaks from behind him as she reads the note. kazuichi couldn't be more obvious, she thinks.

"who the fuck could it be?" he huffs, turning towards her. she offers him a shrug with an apologetic smile. she promises fuyuhiko she will keep an eye out, feigning innocence. typically, she wouldn't lie to him. but it was quite fun to see him so flustered.

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"shut up, nanami. there's no way!" kazuichi rubs his hands on his face in embarrassment. "just drop it, will ya?"

"im just being honest." she shrugs, never looking away from her screen. it's as clear as day that fuyuhiko is at least interested in whoever is writing these notes. chiaki is now questioning if kazuichi is just dumb.

"no but seriously, you should tell him straight up. see what happens." hajime says, also playing on his phone against chiaki. cursing quietly as he loses.

"you two are no help at all."

"nah, you're just a coward."

"chiaki."