What's the point in Valentine's Day? MuiTan- TanMui

~Chapter 13~

(**Yuichiro's POV**)

*After I felt my jaw, getting pulled by genya- who surprisingly had a good grip...(Too bad I can't say the about his sense of self). But anyways, I got confused from why all of a sudden he decided to pull my face up close to his-...unless-...OH F*CK NO! HE AIN'T GONNA—* "I wanted that mop first, short, long haired, flat asshole...." *Oh-...OH PHEW!...O thought he was gonna-...nvm nvm. I just rolled my eyes at the comments he tried to persuade me. And I just threw the mop at the far corner, of the classroom.*

"Oops, walk for it." *I scoffed, and he just looked like he was about to punch my shoulder with his dried, crusty hand. But he just swiped his hand away, before walking towards the mop, lying innocently on the floor, before crouching down, and picked it up-...even tho he could've just used his foot. I turned my head around, and took a spray bottle, and cloth instead...cuz might as well have one clean the floor's, and another cleaning the desks and windows....YAY- NAH!*

*It took a few minutes till we finished the first classroom....and we just clean in silence, maybe exchanging a few looks at each other, but those were either glare, or a face of mockery..although I can't help but wonder...* 'Was it really necessary to pull my face up- not even 3 inches away, and just have to ask for a mop, since his lazy tall ass couldn't do the desk's or what not. Like- I wouldn't, but also would've cared if he just nudged me, or push me away for all I care. Just for a cleaning material.' *I groaned silently in the thought, as if that wasn't enough to make me feel sick...*

*But it wasn't until long when we reached the second floor- after a full 1 hour and a half of cleaning the first floor. But once we reached the second floor, Genya suddenly stopped next to the library, and turned his head towards the wall- as if something caught his eyes while walking. I accidentally bumped behind him, when he stopped, making me grumble in annoyance, before looking up at the taller male.* "Why'd you stop—?" *I turned my head toward where Genya was looking at, and saw a big poster, plus also smaller ones about the up coming Valentine's Day dance...all on the walls, travelling to the end of the hallways.*

*We both exchanged looks, as if we were waiting for the other to speak. But I didn't seem to bother much about the dance- since I don't got or need anyone to go with. Even tho-...I'm probably gonna jinx myself when the day comes, and I'll end up just be hiding behind Muichiro the whole day-...cuz before I stumbled into Genya, during break to find Muichiro...I heard some girls-...and somehow GUY'S...talking about....me for some reason- I thought maybe it was about that fight I gotten in with terry a few day's ago, but nah...slap me on the shoulder, and spin me in a 360 formation, before yeeting me all the way to china, and crash into the brick Great Wall of china..they were mentioning my name in the Valentine's Day dance....*

*I sighed, and shook my head in annoyance, since I wish I could just stay home during that time of day. But I know Muichiro is probably gonna want the same thing- since he ain't all in romance sh*t or anything that involves you having close contact with someone- not like I'd know anyways, cuz I plan to stay single, and be a rich b*tch...that is if I don't get thrown into the back of the McDonalds janitors closet. Genya on the other hand...looked like he was thinking deeply-...was he really planning on bringing someone with him? Like how nezuko kept venting how she couldn't find a white, football captain for her valentines...*

*He then sighed, before turning his gaze away from the door, and started picking up the mop and bucket again, finally moving after having a 1 on 1 staring contest with a wall- which make better friends then people. I started following behind him, before entering the library, since the librarian was an old lady- that decided to take a job here at a school that has low, uncaring staff, unless it's about some parents getting into heated drama, while the child secretly knows about it behind their backs.*