P.S. My stories suck T^T (cliche warnings!! and slight swearings are there :P)
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"I feel a surge of electricity gush through my veins when I see hamburgers,"
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Y/N's POV:
PhoneCharger101⚡:
Y/N-san! Is Friday night 7 pm ok for you?
Me:
Hi Kaminari-san!! Yep! It's totes good! ^^
PhoneCharger101⚡:
'K! We set foot at 16 Park Avenue then!! I HEARD
THERE'S THIS NEW CAFE THERE!! omggg
Me:
That's real cool! Gotcha!
Y/N's POV:
After a hardcore day of training, an exhausted me went to Recovery Girl's office for some injuries had taken over my left arm-- small bleeds, not too serious, or so I had thought. On my way back to the station, Kaminari-san greeted me. He was never shy, why was he now?
So words, sharp as arrows shot from a bow, came out from his lips, which I apparently felt piercing through my heart.
"Um- Y/N-san? Will you- uh- go- um- Will you go on a date with me?! PLEASE!!"
Go on a what?? No way is he asking me out! A dark red shade of blush flushed my face. "Uh- sure!" I stuttured almost tripping over my own alphabets.
"T-Then it's all set then!" He smiled, casually rubbing the back of his neck. "I'll text you today evening!" He stated, his voice funny and adorable like always... Someone my heart melted with warmth and delight.
The rest of the way I spend, my mind metaphorically dancing and singing in wonderland. I bet I could ascend to heaven's cloud nine any time now!
When I reached home, I sneakily shut the door of my room closed, leaving mom think what was wrong. Nevermind. I did a small funny ballet before throwing my bagpack to a far corner of the bedroom and almost tripping over to fall on the bed with a soft thud. Picking up my phone, my head snuggled upon a comfy yellow pillow which reminded me of Kaminari-san.
BEEP!!
My phone rang as a slightly small notification popped up into my lockscreen, which instantly got me warmed up. Yes!
