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In denial, in perplexity. She didn't know
how to deal with these strange feelings
and emotions budding within her as she
spent time with her six male friends.
Growing up surrounded by men her
entire life, she...
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The rooftop was your usual lunchtime hideout. You sat cross-legged between Izana and Shion.
Shion was ranting, waving his chopsticks in the air. "I swear to God, if they serve that weak-ass curry again tomorrow, I'm settin' the whole damn kitchen on fire."
"You say that every week," you managed out, chewing on a piece of tamagoyaki. "And every week you still eat like it's your last meal."
Izana snorted, leaning against the ledge with his untouched lunch on his lap. "Shoulda brought your own shit instead of stealin' everyone else's pickles."
"I don't really feel like cooking. Might end up burning the kitchen instead... My dad has too much on his plates already."
"Speaking of your dad, how he been doing?"
"Oh, he-"
Shion suddenly froze, hand going to his stomach. His face twisted in pain. "Ah, fuck...think the curry hit back," he muttered, already standing up. "Don't touch my damn food while I'm gone."
"You aren't the boss here," Izana snickered without looking up.
"Izana!"
"Shut up and just go shit yourself, Shion."
"Be right back. Y/n, please-don't let him eat my food"
You flicked a thumb up while eating. With that, he stormed off, leaving you and Izana in alone.
"Izana? Can we talk?" You spoke up, causing Izana to flinch. He hesitantly turned to you. "Yes..?"
You pulled out an envelope from your pocket and Izana's eyes grew wide. "I..." You parted open your mouth as he just listened and crumpled the envelope.
Ten minutes passed, then fifteen.
You glanced at the door when it creaked open again. Shion trudged back onto the rooftop, looking pale and kinda traumatized. "I nearly died in there," he groaned. "I saw hell. It had no toilet paper."
You just shook your head. Shion's brows furrowed as he looked around. "Where is Izana?"
You shrugged, snapping the lid shut on your empty lunchbox. "He dipped. Said he didn't feel like waiting around."
"You waited here by yourself the whole time?"
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I?"
Shion looked away awkwardly.
"Plus, I was eating." you patted your lunchbox. "Didn't wanna leave you behind. Thought you might fall in the hallway or somethin'. Or got stuck in the restroom like last week."
Shion clicked his tongue while you giggled and nudged his side. You stood, brushing crumbs off your skirt. "C'mon. If we're late, the teacher is gonna be on our ass again."
