CHANGED - Classroom of the Elite

25

"You saved my classmate, and for that I now owe you a favour."

"Thank you, Suzune."

Holy fuck, this guy was such a theatre kid. "Don't thank me yet, you still have to propose to her."

"What about the favour?"

"...I'll tell you what I want back at school."

"Alright." Horikita Manabu then walked off to whatever old people duties he had to do; she doesn't know his schedule.

Suzune took the opportunity to speed-walk out the gymnasium before anyone could stop her. Right before she walked out, she took a glance at Nagumo's face, and she had to stop herself from tripping over air.

His face had the look of raw curiosity and want, and they were currently fixated on Horikita Suzune.

Fucking hell.

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She managed to escape him and his lackies by booking it to the buses and getting on first. Chabashira handed Suzune her phone with an unsure look on her face.

Suzune just smiled innocently back.

She was not in the fucking mood.

Sitting down in the same seat she sat in on the way, she shoved her air pods in her ears and clicked a random playlist. Sleep sounded very nice right now.

Ayanokoji's probably already explained the whole fiasco to Kei, anyway.

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"... she's sleeping..."

"Don't... her up..."

"... she looks... peaceful... pretty..."

"... orikita..."

"What are... doing..."

"Hori... ta..."

"Horikita!"

She snapped her eyes open and tightly gripped the hand hovering in front of her face. Her breathing was sharp, shallow, and fast.

Suzune realized that she was currently in a bus that has stopped moving. She peered out the window and saw that they were back at campus.

She noticed that she was still cutting of circulation to Haruka's hand, so she sheepishly let go. "Sorry about that." Suzune cracked her back and got up from the seat (ow her neck hurts from sleeping sideways). "Instincts and shit."

"Oh- no no, it's fine dude!" Haruka may have laughed it off, but Suzune could spot the tiniest spark of fear in her eyes. "It's just- Jesus, man! You're pretty strong."

"Yeah."

Suzune cracked her neck while stepping off the bus; those chairs weren't the comfiest. Her bed sounds really appetizing right now. Even though she just slept for an hour.

Bitchboy can't bother her if she's not in reality.

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