𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐫𝐲 [ᴄʜɪꜰᴜʏᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

IX

505
Arctic Monkeys
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Sweaty skin, wet clothes, groans and the creaking sounds of the floor. The scent of the damp dermis lingering in the air as people ran around the halls of the gym.

Rooms being decorated, ribbons and bows here and there hanging in the classroom; itching to fall down with a delicate nudge.

It was finally that time of year for the school festival— exciting many people for the workshops that may be held in classes and event management for the gym. [Y/n] was one of the many people who were picked to decorate the gym, therefore she was doing her own work as well; Bothering and annoying others who were actually taking this seriously.

The girl couldn't care less about the festival. She wasn't big on celebrations and the additional excitement. The only thing she was really looking forward to is hanging out with Chifuyu during the school festival, because she didn't have plans of her own.
And jeez, what can a hopeless girl in love say? She would make up any excuse just to hang out with that boy.

It wasn't right up her alley to overwork herself for such things— but she just wanted to keep being occupied with something.
Eventually one of her classmates picked up on her behaviour and scolded her, giving her instructions on what to do.
"Come on [L/n]-san, we need to finish these few things quickly before the festival starts!"

Right, did I mention that it's still first thing in the morning on the day of the festival? [Y/n] had her hands full with this task for a few days that she barely got the time for herself.

All she really got to do was exchange text messages with Chifuyu due to him helping Baji with the festival. After all, she was in the same class as Baji, so she knew that her class was arranging a cosplay café, which she was surprisingly interested in. It's not everyday that you would see a delinquent boy dress up for the occasion— she was fully ready to go see that.

Would Baji actually dress up or not? It's like some mystery that needed to be solved. But her bet was on that he would since she did eavesdrop the other day, hearing that her female classmates were going to help Baji with his studies for his upcoming test. And Baji being the guy that doesn't want to flunk the tests, would agree, no questions asked.

But enough about the details—
[Y/n] had finally listened to her classmate's directions and decided to help out because there wasn't much time left on their hands either way; so she set on helping with decorating the stage in the gym, with a pout playing on her lips.

The discomfort she felt with her feet didn't help with the walking around and carrying heavy supplies. she just has to pray that her knees won't get too wobbly at the end of the day.

There were only five minutes left until the festival starts, and people were finishing up that last bits to perfect their work. [Y/n] was already done so she turned on her heel and began walking out of the gym building to head towards her class— to both take a look at the cosplays that her classmates are in and to get a drink because the warm breeze was pricking the top of her skin.