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Yura hasn't talked much the whole day. Neither did she go to the cafeteria, instead she spend her time in an empty classroom, not wanting to see Niki and having to face him.
After the last class she walked outside of the school. A stinging pain shot through her chest when she saw Niki surrounded by his usual fangirls. He was looking at them, only staring in the distance as they swarmed him but he was used to that.
Yura gulped and walked forward, standing a few feet away from them and looking around as they waited for his mother.
The girl tensed up when she felt his familiar presence, his footsteps were coming closer to her until he stood next to her. His chest touched her shoulder as Yura felt his eyes on her.
Niki took a gentle hold of her upper arm "Let's talk when we're home."
"What?" Yura finally turned to meet his eyes. His suddenness surprised her, especially because she thought he never wanted to even look at her again.
"I wanna talk to you again. I.. Can't let it be like this. I don't want that." Niki shook his head, the way his eyes gazed down at her with such intensity was making her heart throb.
"Is that okay? Do you even want to talk to me?-"
"Yes, yes it's okay." Yura nodded frequently. She was happy that Niki maybe wasn't hating her "Let's talk when we're home."
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Niki's mom soon arrived and took them home. She told the two teens to go in without her because she still needed to go grocery shopping.
Yura took a look around and saw that her father's car wasn't there. They would be alone and could talk in peace.
The two of them bid Mrs. Nishimura goodbye and then walked into the house. Yura took her shoes off and turned to Niki "I'll go change and then we can talk."
Niki nodded and followed her upstairs to go in his room. He changed his clothes and wore blue baggy jeans with a black oversized shirt.
He walked out of his room and saw Yura coming out of hers as well. His eyes drifted to the hoodie she wore, vulnerability flickering in his eyes as he took in her appearance.
"What?" Yura asked oblivious, having seen how he looked at her.
"Nothing. I just.. Didn't expect the hoodie." Niki smiled slightly.
Yura looked down at her clothes and her eyes widened as she saw that it was Niki's hoodie that he had given her. She looked up at him "I-I didn't notice! I just picked the first thing in my wardrobe." she explained hastily.
The boy saw that she was about to turn around, mumbling something about getting a different hoodie but he quickly rushed forward and took a hold of her hand "Don't. No need. Please wear it."
Yura released a breath and nodded. He was still holding her hand and the used it to guide him down the stairs and into the living room.
She sat down on the couch and Niki followed her. Yura sat crossed legged and looked at the male in front of her with uncertainty "What did you want to talk about?" she asked, her voice smaller than she intended to.
