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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐔𝐩𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭

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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐔𝐩𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭




⸻ "𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐒, 𝐖𝐄'𝐑𝐄
leaving." Megumi told me, dragging me out of the resort.

We were walking down the small sidewalk when I finally spoke up, "Thank you for saving me, Megumi." I mumbled, embarrassed.

He looked at me, and stopped, grabbing my arm. He examined my body up and down, "Did he hurt you?" He asked, concern washing over his face.

His brows furrowed. I shook my head no. "Good." He muttered, "Come on, we're heading back to Jujutsu High." He told me as he started walking down the sidewalk once again.

I followed behind him silently, my mind wandering around, my legs stumbling every now and then, the liquor still having a lingering effect on my body. "Why did you save me?" I blurted out unexpectedly.

Megumi paused and looked at me. "Why did I save you? How stupid are you Iza, come on." He sighed as he kept walking.

I was still standing still "No" I said, making Megumi stop once again and turn to look at me, "Just the other day, you said you could never care about me." I told him.

Megumi sighed, "I'm not playing games with you now Izanami, come on let's just get home okay?" He said.

I shook my head, "I'm not moving until you tell me how you feel about me. Do you want me or not, no more playing games with my heart." I crossed my arms.

Megumi huffed, stepping closer to me, "Don't be stupid Iza. You know how I feel, you're the one grinding against another man and flirting." He gritted his teeth.

My eyes widened, I scoffed "Maybe because you told me you would never care about me. So why shouldn't I explore my options." I spat, glaring at him.

The boy rolled his eyes, grabbing ahold of my arm, "Stop this, Iza. Just stop. We're going home." He told me, dragging me as we moved on the sidewalk.

"Whatever." I muttered. We were only a block or two away from the school at this point.

Once we approached the steps Megumi helped me up them, making sure I didn't fall. I shoved his hands off of me "I don't need your pity help." I glared at him, stumbling up the stairs by myself.

"I don't need a man's help, let alone from a man like you."

Megumi ran his hand through his hair, frustrated. "God Iza how stubborn can you possibly be." He groaned.

I rolled my eyes, "I can say the same about you." I laughed.

At this point my words were spilling out like word vomit. "I hate you Megumi Fushiguro. I hate every little thing about you. You piss me off to no ends meet, you make my blood absolutely boil. You act like you hate me, like I'm weak. And I hate myself for wanting more. I hate myself for finding you so attractive and not being able to pull my eyes away from you." I blurted out.

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