Wanna Dance? - Shinkami

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It's 8:52, and I'm just now pulling up to the party. The drive was fairly long but peaceful, nonetheless.

The location was at a beach house owned by someone in our grade. Who that someone is is beyond me.

The house is huge! And it looks beautiful.

You could see the indoor decor through the huge glass windows and people with cups in their hands inside, dancing, playing alcohol related games, talking, making out, etc.

There were also the people doing some of the same, outside on the beach near the beautifully dusk lit reflected waters.

"Kaminari!"

Mesmerized by my surroundings, I had failed to realize Kirishima walking up to me from the direction of the beach.

"Huh?- Oh! Hey Kirishima!"

"Glad you could make it, man!"

"Yeah, I'm glad I could too..Dude this house is amazing. Who's is it?"

All of a sudden, an all too familiar voice exclaims from behind me, "It's mine. And yeah, I know it's amazing. But I wouldn't expect you 4-A kids to understand what living in wealth looks like."

Of course. The owner of this house is nonother than Neito Monoma

"Monama! Are you bothering people again?" Kendo walks up and hits him in the head with her big hand quirk. "Leave people alone and let them enjoy themselves!"

"Ow!"

"Oh, shut up!" She then grabs him by his shirt and begins dragging him away before saying, "Sorry guys. Have fun!"

"Uhm, well, I guess that answers my question," I chuckle.

"Hah, yeah. Well, on another note, you should take a look around the inside! It's even bigger than what the outside appears. Come find me later, okay?"

"Sure. See ya then."

When we part ways, I head into the house while he goes somewhere back onto the beach. He was most definitely right about the inside being massive.

As I was looking around, I ended up finding Mina off to the side, playing a drinking game with some of our friends.

"Hey guys! What are you playing?"

"Kamiiii! Hi babes. We're playing beer pong! Wanna play?" Mina asks, evident that she had already been drinking.

"Yeah!"

We play multiple rounds, and I win every single one. 

As I soak in my victory, I hear a not so recognized voice, "Wow, you're pretty good, huh? How do you play?" 

Oh, I know him. He's from class 4-C. But I just can't put my tongue on his name.

He's a pretty tall male with a mane of wild purple hair and dark circles under his eyes, hinting at the fact that he likely doesn't sleep at night. He also has a very defined facial structure and such a pretty eye colo-

"Um, did you hear me?" He asks, snapping me back into reality.

"O-oh! The rules to this game are simple. You just toss a ping pong ball into a cup with beer in it, and if you make it, you drink the beer inside. If you don't get it, well, then you just suck. And I happen not to suck." I say, cockily.

"Oh really? I bet I could get 10 shots before you." he exclaims, giving a testing smirk.

"Bet. Let's go."

We both go in tossing the balls and keep count of our own as well as each other's score as we go to drink the beer in the cup in between each score. At this point, he is 9 cups in, and I am 8.