Secret Message - SemiShira

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"Please carry on dating Semi!"

Shirabu's Pov

It's exam season, and I'm in desperate need of a quiet spot to study for my exams. I wander around the building, trying to find that elusive peaceful corner.

The library is packed with students, so I decided to venture to a quiet classroom instead. As I approach the dining area, a familiar face catches my eye in the distance - it's Semi, surrounded by two girls, looking unusually cheerful.

Beside him stands the girl I saw with him at the restaurant. I've never seen her at the school before, so why is she here? Could she be new?

I hesitate for a moment, contemplating my decision, before I decide to approach him. I dump my bag on a nearby bench and take a seat opposite Semi, staring at him squarely in the eyes.

He raises an eyebrow, clearly puzzled by my sudden appearance.

I glance over at the girls seated beside him and state, "I need to talk to my boyfriend for a bit. Could you leave us alone?"

The girls are taken aback, seemingly frozen in shock by my unexpected statement.

I roll my eyes, shifting my focus back to Semi. My hand lightly brushes against the top of his, before I entwine our fingers. "If you don't mind, we'd like some privacy."

I rise from my seat, grabbing my bag and gently pulling Semi along as I leave the cafeteria.

Semi finally breaks the silence, "Oh wow, Shirabu's finally got some guts."

"I was merely fulfilling my part of the arrangement," I respond matter-of-factly.

"Your part?" Confusion colours his voice.

"Helping you with your 'fans,' remember?"

"Ah, right. Yeah, I totally forgot," he says, looking down momentarily.

As we approach the band's room, Semi stops and turns to me, his eyes appraising me from head to toe.

"What?" I inquire.

"Oh, nothing. It's just that you looked quite adorable when you were trying to be possessive," he teases, a smirk playing on his lips.

I shake my head in denial. "I wasn't being possessive."

"Really?" His voice drips with scepticism.

"Why would I be?" I counter.

Semi tightens his grip on my hand, pulling me closer. "I'm inclined to kiss you right now, but I'm refraining - for your sake, you know," he whispers seductively into my ear.

A faint blush colours my cheeks as I retort, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Just so you understand the agony I go through because of you," he says softly.

"Quit acting up," I mutter. "You always kiss me without any forewarning."

"You have a point. Maybe I should just..." His face inches closer to mine, stopping right before our lips meet.

"Save it for another time," he declares, locking his gaze with mine.

I step back, adjusting myself. "Did you change your cologne?" I ask, leaning in slightly.

"Shirabu Kenjirou knows my scent? What an honour!" Semi chuckles, his hand covering his mouth playfully.

"That's not what I meant," I say, running a hand through my hair. "Anyway, I have to go now."

"Wait, weren't you going to tell me something?" he prompts.

"Nah, just a passing thought," I reply casually.

"Where are you headed?" Semi inquires.

"I need to study for an exam, so I'll probably head to a café," I say, my focus on my impending study session.

"I'll join you; it can be a study date," he suggests

"Sure," I agree.

He takes my hand, guiding me towards the school doors. "Which café are we going to?"

"The one down the street," I inform him.

"Okay, let me grab my books," Semi says as he tugs me along, leading the way to his locker.

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