Damian closed his biology book. He had finished studying for the upcoming test. He'd done an excellent study that he was sure he'd ace the biology exam.
I will ace it, unlike the peasant.
He thought as he put his book in his backpack and closed it.
Damian fidgeted with his pencil as he thought of the dance he had with Anya. A part of him was happy when she won the competition his friends had made and he felt wild butterflies flying in his stomach when thinking of Anya. And then he chuckled.
Come on...He didn't view her like that. The young Desmond would try to convince himself.
He wouldn't admit the truth yet.
His thoughts went back into spiraling again.
Why did he tell to that stupid girl her family was lovely?? He was a bit annoyed with himself.
Who goes and compliments a peasant? Let alone dance with her...
He'll excuse himself in the dancing part since he wasn't the one who offered to dance.
When Anya had told him she could read minds. Really? He was supposed to believe that and be in awe? Was that her way of making fun of him?
But then again, her face was so serious at that moment. Something you'd rarely see in a kid like her who usually grins like a weirdo. What if it was real?- No, Desmonds didn't believe in superstitions. Let alone a stupid kid who proclaims they have superpowers but...For the first time, he'd feel she fully meant that sentence. Just like the time she'd cry in front of her, being sorry for having 'stubby legs' but then again...
Just as he had no proof it was real, he had no proof that it wasn't real. He could experiment. Thinking something scandalous and see if Anya would react. But maybe she'd read his mind and guess it was a trap or-
Or he was overreacting like a naive child? That was probably how Anya wanted him to react.
For him to try to explain something that doesn't exist. But then again a part of him...
He broke the pencil he was holding in two pieces. The peasant would always find ways to mess with him.
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After finally finishing his train of thought and his friends being startled by him breaking his pencil, Damian got up, put the broken crayon in the trash, and went to talk a bit with his friends.
Maybe it would ease him. he should stop overthinking everything. Especially that hornhead.
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After the dance (DamiAnya, SPY x FAMILY fanfic)
FanfictionA short book that happens after the latest chapter of SPY x FAMILY (96) I present you the ways I think Anya and Damian think of each other and their own enigmatic actions such as Anya revealing her powers and Damian telling her her family seems nice...
