𝓗𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓸𝓻 𝓜𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓮 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴

── ☾ 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 8 ☽ ──

— 𝓗𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓸𝓻 𝓜𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓮 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 —

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      Currently, you were sitting in class, chipping the nail polish off of your fingers, having to remind yourself not to bite your nails. You worked to hard to grow them out and you wouldn't let a little anxiety make you so upset, that's why you painted your nails after all, to keep you from putting them in your mouth and to give you something to do with your hands if you were anxious.

      You were anxious, in all honesty, it had been a long day. Choso hadn't thought anything about it when he put the pictures in his phone case, but alot of the girls in your guy's classes had. All day you had gotten nasty looks and girls coming up to you asking if you and him were dating. Mahito, who didn't really hate or like you, had felt bad, especially after seeing all the girls looking at you during the conversation you had with him earlier, and now witnessing you pick at your fingernails while a girl berated you with questions.

"Why you?"

"How did you guys even start talking?"

"Isn't he way to good for you?"

"Are you sure you could even handle someone so good."

      In all honesty, you were anxious, but not upset. You actually were getting more and more angry as she kept talking. All day had been nothing but questions and looks. You had picked off the last of the nail polish on your left hand, sighing you moved onto the right.

"Are you going to answer me?" The girl, who had long brunette hair, a pretty face, and a hand on her hip had raised her voice slightly to get your attention.

"Are you going to shut the fuck up so I can?" You gave her a dead stare, hearing Mahito snicker somewhere in the room. The girl, shocked, started huffing, her face going red.

"And is it really any of your business?"

"Yes, I was going to ask him out." She smirked. You knew Choso had girls over him, not as much as your brother or Satoru, but the girls seemed to grow over night after Uraume had pointed out the phone case in your guy's biology class. She felt bad after hearing different groups of girls make fun of you all day.

"Go for it, although I'm sure it'd be embarrassing when he says no." You were getting slightly more frustrated from her talking and your nail polish not chipping right as you tried to take it off, specs of blue all over your desk.

"Maybe I will, and I bet he'd say yes. I mean, I am prettier than you. Everything about me is pretty. Besides who wants a girl who watches nothing but horror movies, I mean those are so over rated." She rolled her eyes and you shrugged.

"I don't think so." The girl jumped hearing the voice behind her. Choso, who had started sitting next to you in all of the classes you guys had together, even getting over himself and sitting in the front during biology, had continued walkimg from behind her and took his seat next to you, smiling at you and putting his phone face down just to show off the pictures, he really liked them and wanted to make the girl more angry. He only heard the end bit where she called herself pretty, and she was, but you were prettier to Choso.

"And, if you did ask me out, I would've said no, not really respectfully either. I like someone else anyway." He sighed and looked up at the girl who's face looked redder than ever.