✧˚ · . Imagine # 1

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"You catched feelings with your rival"

"NISHMURA!" I screamed from the top of my lungs. The bastard decided to draw inappropriate things in my notebook while I was asleep. See, despite his childish antics I still managed to catch feeling to the man himself.

Why you may ask? I think...it's because I'm sleep deprived.

I immediately pulled his hair the second I got close to him, "I swear to the frigging grass I am gonna rip all your hair out!" He groaned and attempted grabbing my heads that we're gripping on his hair.

"I'd like you gripping on my hair but for a different reason. And this is definitely not it." My eyes widened at his remark. My grip on his hair loosened so he quickly moved, facing me instead with a proud smirk plastered on his face.

I could feel my face getting slightly hot. I slapped him on his arm, "You pervert!" He simply laughed. "Why so flustered Yoora? Are you too sensitive for this kind of topic?" He teased.

I rolled my eyes at him and marched my way out from his sight. Why the hell would he say that in the first place!?

A hand suddenly grabbed my wrist, and next thing I know I am now against the wall with my arm above my head held by none other than Nishmura Riki.

My breath hitched as he stared at me intently. He moved his face closer, our lips were only an inch apart. I could feel my heart beat racing.

"By the way, I wasn't joking about what I said earlier." He whispered. My eyes widened when he closed the gap between our lips..

Your imagination can do the rest.
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𝖶𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗇: 𝖩𝗎𝗅𝗒 𝟣𝟢, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦  ― 𝟣𝟤:𝟦𝟢𝗇𝗇
𝖯𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇: 𝖩𝗎𝗅𝗒 𝟣𝟢, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦

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