My Yashiro || TeruNene

secret relationship

teru started his day with his usual friendly demeanor. greeting everyone with his infamous smile that made them faint in sight, his glowing aura radiating the school that reaches a 2 mile radius, and doing his regular duties as the president.

"minamoto-san!" he shows a look of concern when his classmate called out to him for help in the hallways, a stack of books outside of their classroom. "tsuchigomori-sensei told me that these books were necessary for the student council, saying that some of it is a journal from the previous president. so we need to carry this to the staff room."

that teacher.. is he saying i should read the journals to improve my work ethic as the president? he silently clicks his tongue, before grabbing a significant amount of books in his arms.

"thank you. i'm sure these will be great of help." teru nods in gratitude, walking through the halls filled with bustling and admiring students.

while walking, his mind wandered off about how he will plan his evening and weekend. maybe he'll ask her to-

and it took everything in him not to drop the unimportant books in his arms and embrace her tightly once he sees her.

this time, his smile is 100x brighter. and genuine.

"yashiro-san." he put the books down in front of the staff room. "good afternoon, what brings you here?"

is she gonna say she wanted to meet him? that she missed him? that she missed him so much she wanted to kiss him? he'll gladly-

"minamoto-senpai.. people are staring." he snaps out of his dreamful state, noticing he had leaned closer to her than necessary. teru cleared his throat, remembering their promise.

"i'm very sorry. force of habit." he jokes and she lightly laughs. how heavenly it sounds.

"i was just passing by, minamoto-senpai. i have to go now, goodbye!" nene waves her tall boyfriend goodbye, not the usual cheerful kind, but the generic one enough to not make people suspicious of their relationship.

he waves back, a lack of energy in his hand gesture. it felt like all of his energy for today was all drained out.

no, it felt like all of his energy ever, was drained when nene wanted to keep the relationship a secret until the right time comes. though he agreed to her terms, he badly wanted to announce the whole school that yashiro nene is all his.

snap out of it.

he stares at her retreating figure.

..maybe he should slaughter the whole school so that she wouldn't have a reason to hide it anymore?

ah.

shit.

he's losing it.

.

"m-minamoto-senpai- slow down-" nene's words were interrupted by another kiss to her lips, one after another feels more desperate and forceful. teru tries to get closer, and closer, tries to close the space between them, but he'd already done that a long time ago.

"i'm sorry," he manages to huff out, immediately going back at it. hands against her soft cheeks, slightly squishing them together to pucker her red cheeks. "i've been holding back at school," he pauses to kiss her again. "i can't go for seven days straight," and again. "not kissing you." and again.

nene squirms, her palms on his chest to signal to him that it's enough. but in his haze-daze, he wasn't listening.

he's not on his right mind.

"minamoto-senpai! listen to me-"

"teru-kun. please call me that. please call me teru-kun." her eyes widen at his desperate voice, his deep blue orbs glowing in the shadows, staring at her all lovesick. "please. let me hear it."

nene decided to tell everyone in school her secret relationship with the president of the student council at that moment.