Capítulo XXII- Una travesura que fallo
Atsuki quietly turned the door knob to Megumi's dorm. She pushed the door open and glanced back at Yuuji. She pressed a finger to her lips, reminding him to be silent. His lips shut to a tight line as he held back his laughter. She let him enter the room before carefully shutting the door behind him. Yuuji held his phone to record the girl barely keeping it together.
Atsuki and Yuuji had faced many missions before but the idea of pulling a prank on one of their closest friends had them nearly dying of laughter. She tip-toed to Megumi's beside. A chortle left her as she pointed at his arms laced together, resting on his chest. Megumi lay facing the ceiling. Even if he looked like a vampire resting in his coffin, the peaceful look on his face made her smile.
It was a shame they were going to ruin it.
Atsuki shook the marker in her hands to get the ink out. She uncapped the marker and Yuuji grew closer to her. He hovered his phone over Megumi's sleeping figure meanwhile the other covered his mouth, preventing his grin from expanding. She slowly drew a curved line over his upper lips. Megumi scrunched his nose and Atsuki removed the marker. She held her breath waiting for his breath to go back to normal.
Atsuki drew the other line of the mustache quicker than the last. At the faster pace, Megumi didn't flinch. She looked up at Yuuji and he whispered, "Draw something else."
She mouthed, "Like what?" He shrugged in response. Atsuki licked her lips and softly placed the felt tip marker on Megumi's face. She drew two little hearts near the left side of his mouth. "There. Like that?"
He quietly laughed, "Maybe you should do a little star, too."
Atsuki giggled, "I should draw the little star on the other cheek-"
"What are you two doing?"
Atsuki and Yuuji's eyes went wide and looked at Megumi's open eyes. He squinted his eyes at them. Then, the phone in Yuuji's hands, and finally, the marker Atsuki held. "What the hell!"
The intruders backed away from Megumi as he flipped his blankets over. He rushed to the mirror hanging on his wall. His head whirled to them and his eyebrows furrowed. "Who's idea was this?"
Yuuji and Atsuki pointed at one another, pushing the blame. However, he knew exactly who it was. Atsuki held a mischievous smile, holding the marker behind her back as she pointed at Yuuji. "Atsuki, it was you!"
Yuuji laughed, turning the phone to her, "You got caught!"
She tried to make a run to the door but Yuuji blocked her way. She retracted running to Megumi's desk as he lunged at her. She placed the chair in between them, laughing, "I'm sorry!"
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ILLUSIONIST | MEGUMI FUSHIGURO
Fiksi PenggemarIllusionist il·lu·sion·ist /iˈlo͞oZHənəst/ a person who performs tricks that deceive the eye; a magician