As usual, the games were pretty boring. No one seemed to agree with the fact that a curse of higher grade should be added, so I just went on to complain to Y/n about it.
"Ohh this is soooo boring. We could've brought in higher grade curses. They aren't babies." I groaned, taking a glance at her.
"Stop complaining Satoru." She repelled, not taking her eyes off the screen, so I decided to continue.
"But it's sooo-"
I didn't have a chance to finish as I felt cold water wash over me, instantly soaking into my uniform. I didn't have my infinity on, as my guard was down. That was the last thing I'd expect. I was slightly surprised, but my expression softened as I heard her mutter an apology.
"It's-" I was about to reply when I felt her fingertips grazing my shirt. "Oh god-" A soft sigh escaped my lips as her fingers reached for the button of my shirt, her other hand running up and down my chest.
Trying to keep my composure, I mustered up a smirk grabbing her hand. Her apologetic expression immediately melted into one of amusement as I noticed her face getting slightly red. I laughed. "It's okay. I just didn't expect that-"
"Me too. You should go change." I heard her say.
'Don't try to change the topic-'
"Trying to change the topic?" I felt her hand stop on my chest.
'Oh God- What are you doing? Are you doing this to get an idea of how drenched the shirt was? Or is it because of something else? I mean it could be something else-' My thoughts were hammering in my head, as that could give people the wrong idea.
My breath hitched, "You really aren't making this challenge easier for me, are you?" I added, letting my smirk fade to a grin, not letting the smile leave my face as I saw her roll her eyes. "Rolling your eyes huh?"
