𝘙𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 / 𝘬𝘯𝘺

【Ｏｎｅ】

Credits to my bestfreh: FULLERTON9

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~Timeskip~

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Kiyo's POV

"ZENITSU!" I yell, grabbing his ear. "FOCUS ON YOUR BREATHING! WE'VE GONE OVER THIS!"

The blonde boy yelps in pain, trying to get my hand off his ear. "I'M DOING IT! YOU LEARNED BEFORE ME, THAT'S NOT FAIR!!! YOU'RE NOT EVEN GRAMPS!"

I let my hand go aggressively, leaving red marks on the poor boy's ear. He wails, rubbing his now-red ear.

I sigh. "Come on, Zen! I know you can do this!"

"Tsk," My ear pricks at the voice coming from behind. I can feel some spit on my back. Gross. "It's not like encouragement will get that crybaby moving."

My brows furrow, and I turn around to face the male with black hair and turquoise eyes staring down at us. He's eating an onigiri. How rude of him to spit while talking like that.

"What's your problem?" I scan him over, crossing my arms. I'm sick of him. What is he going through, puberty?

He glances over at me, then ignores my comment and focuses on Zenitsu. "You know you're not going to get any better, right?"

Zenitsu's eyes trail over to the floor.

Kaigaku raises his arms, but I step in and slap it away.

"What you're about to do," I glare at him. "Is not very manly."

He swats my arm away also. "Who are you to care? You're just some weak girl who thinks she can be of help."

I clench my fist and bite on my tongue. Kaigaku shakes his head like he's won and throws the rest of his onigiri at Zenitsu, ruining his hair. 

"Have fun getting nothing done," He turns away and walks back to whatever he was doing before. 

When he is out of sight, I rush over to Zenitsu.

"Zen, you okay?" I ask, picking some rice off of his hair. "That as╴"

"Don't." The blonde boy replies quietly. "It's not like swearing is going to make a difference."

I sigh, trying to get the sticky rice out of his hair. "Whatever, he's a jerk. Come, sit down right here."

I drag him to a spot where the sun shines warmly. He sits down and I sit down also, resuming back to picking out the rice.

"Tch, tch, tch.. what a waste of food." I shake my head. "I don't mean like 'oh, what a waste of food to waste it on Zenitsu', if you're wondering."

He laughs a little. "I know."

My eyes trail over to the boy's face and study it. "Don't let him get to you. He's just jealous 'cuz you're better."

"At least he's not a coward," He mumbles, sighing.

I stop fumbling with his hair. "Zen, everyone is a coward at some point. Everyone is scared of something. It's not just you."

He stays silent, and slowly gets to his feet. "I'll go wash my hair."