Damianya one shots ❤️

Love is a riddle 💫

"Now listen up Anya. If you ever like a boy then tell me. Then I'll help you get him." A proud Becky said, looking back at Anya, smiling. 

Anya on the other hand was disgusted. "Becky, I'm not into love and romance. That sounds so cheesy!" She yelled, but then stopped herself from saying any further as Damian walked past with his minions.

For a split second their eyes met, before the pair looked away, blushing profusely. The angle the sun light had hit him was perfect. His chestnut brown hair swayed swiftly in the breeze and his eyes turned a beautiful amber. Just when she was about to drift into her own world again, Becky interrupted.

"Anya! Geez Desmond left a minute ago! Guess SOMEONE'S IN LOVE!!!" Becky began teasing her.

"No I'm NOT!" Anya yelled back, as she began chasing Becky. Just when things were about to get fun (for Becky) Anya ran into a rather familiar face.

Master Henderson (aka Mister Elegance ✨) looked down on her disappointed.

"Three times in one day Forger! First you SLEEP in my class, then you start arguing with one of my colleagues,  and now you're running in the halls! Detention after school !" He declared, whilst wiping of the excess tea on his shirt.

NNOOOO!!!, Anya looked around in despair. She had failed her 'mission'. 

For the past few weeks, Anya had finally accepted that she did indeed, like none other than, Damian Desmond. The only problem was, Anya was the best at interpreting thoughts. Sure she could read minds and knew that Papa was a spy and Mama was an assassin, but romance wasn't really her forte. She could easily run into misunderstandings in seconds, and it didn't help that the young Desmond was tsundere. As if reading his mind wasn't confusing enough, he would yell at her to go away when they were younger and always say some snarky comment about her hair or how 'short' she was (5'3 isn't that short, considering she was a year younger than everyone else). This made her conclude that he hated her.

"Detention's over!" a short man in a black suit yelled, before walking out the room.

YES! Anya thought as she skipped out of the classroom, her head held high. Just when she was about to walk home, she heard a trail of familiar thoughts.

AAAAGGHHH! I don't know if she'll say yes or not! What if she doesn't like me?! I don't think she'll even like it! 

There behind the school gates stood Damian, panicking about a certain someone. He was holding a photo and a small box in his hand. Anya was dead curious at this point and decided to go take a look at the photo, praying that he'd leave soon so that she could get back home in time. "Desmond!! The football team urgently needs some help!" a random boy said, dragging Damian with him. she quickly rushed over to find out who this mystery person was. She picked up the photo to see a picture of her and Becky?! 

So Syon boy has liked Becky for this long?! That makes sense! That's why he would always say hi to us in the morning and randomly look at our desk. I'm so happy for them, I'm sure Becky and Syon boy would make a great couple. Anya thought, trying to ignore the slight stinging in her heart.

She began walking back home, her heart heavy as it began to rain. Anya seemed absent minded as she walked past a group of children holding their umbrellas, with wide eyes looking up at her. All you would need is some somber music to finish it off. Looking around everything looked so blue, the sad thoughts didn't help either. She felt tears streaming down her cheeks, her hands shivering as she tried her best to wipe her swollen eyes. 

Who knew love was so confusing?