𝙅𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙪 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝! || 𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚!𝙅𝙅𝙆 𝙭 𝙁!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝑬𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏

You sighed dramatically, bored out of your goddamn mind.

"Seriously, these idiots? Locking me up like some kind of prized possession," you muttered, tousling around in your bed and huffing like a deflating balloon.

It's been three days since you've been stuck in here. They make sure to get you to class and as soon as all classes are done, they lock you up in the room.

"The nerve of them, thinking they can just control my life like this," you grumbled, tossing a pillow across the room in frustration.

The trio takes turns seeing you and stuff so you're not bored. But for some reason, they didn't come today.

You flopped onto your back, staring at the ceiling, contemplating the mysteries of the universe—or more accurately, how the hell you ended up in this situation.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and you immediately pulled the covers over yourself, not in the mood for their company after being ignored and forcibly confined.

"[Your Name], hurry up and get dressed," a voice commanded. You peeked out from beneath the covers to see Kenjaku standing there, a grin stretching across his face.

He waved a bottle of your favorite strawberry alcohol in front of you, and your eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. "Hell yeah!" you exclaimed, scrambling out of bed.

But then reality hit you like a ton of bricks. "What about Suguru, Shoko, and Satoru? They'll know I'm gone," you protested, groaning at the thought.

"you'll be fine. I promise, [Your Name]." Kenjaku then turns around so you can change. You change into some comfortable clothing—grey sweatpants with a black hoodie— then tap Suguru's brother's shoulder.

He turns and holds your hand. He looks both ways before he pulls you out and shuts the door.

You both laugh as you run down the hallways and run out of the school.

As you reached the exit, you couldn't help but feel a rush of exhilaration mixed with guilt. "They're gonna be so mad, but damn, it feels good to break free," you chuckled, holding onto Kenjaku's hand tightly as you made your escape.

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You sighed heavily, your head heavy with the effects of the alcohol.

"'M so glad I don't gotta be stuck there. It was s'per annoyin' being there without my phone 'nd stuff," you slurred out, your head in Kenjaku's lap.

"I know, I know. So, wanna hear my plan on what to do for you if we get caught?" Kenjaku asked you, gulping down some of the alcohol.

"Yeah, I wanna know what I hafta do," you replied, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes.

"You're gonna do some actin'. Give 'em some waterworks. You're gonna say you were lonely and you're gonna cry, say you missed them so the next best thing was me. Worked on most of exes." He explains and you nod.

"So cry and say I missed them?" you repeated, trying to grasp onto the plan through the haze of alcohol.

"Exactly. You got it," Kenjaku confirmed with a nod. "But if that doesn't work, I got another plan."

"What's this other plan?" you asked, your curiosity piqued.

"Say I kidnapped you," Kenjaku suggested casually, as if it were the most reasonable thing in the world.

As soon as those words left his lips, your eyes widened in shock. "But won't you get hurt or something? Kenjaku—" Your voice was laced with concern, causing a slight pang in Kenjaku's heart.