It was after school when Yamaguchi found himself surrounded by a group of girls in the now almost isolated locker area.
Yamaguchi was actually taller than any of them but their glares and intimidating postures are making him feel tiny. He was pinned back against his own locker, his heart beating crazily inside his chest. He was never good with girls before, and to think they look angry to him for some reason, it was making him all the more nervous.
So now even the girls hate me. Yamaguchi sulked.
One of the girls stepped up, her hands on her waist as she look at Yamaguchi condescendingly. He was so close to shrinking.
"You're Yamaguchi Tadashi right?" He nodded. "How dare you call Tsukishima-kun 'tsukki'? Who gave you the right to give him a nickname?"
What?
"Yeah! Getting all chummy with him, you pathetic piece of shit. You have no right to hang around with someone like Tsukishima-kun." Another girl said harsly.
Fangirls are scary.. Yamaguchi whined in his head. No one would think that these nicely dressed pretty girls are capable of using harsh words against anyone. Well, someone did say that looks can be deceiving, so..
"I-im sorry. I-i-i di-didn't t-think it was b-bad to give h-him a n-n-nickname. But T-tsukki..shima-kun really likes dinosaurs s-s-so I t-thought... Tsukki would rea..lly suit him.."
The collection of gasps made him jump.
"HOW DID YOU EVEN KNOW HE'S FOND OF DINOSAURS?! ARE YOU HIS STALKER OR WHAT?!"
Yamaguchi gaped. "No! I'm not! We're.. H-he and I are f-friends.."
"Shut up! Tsukishima-kun doesn't have friends!"
Yamaguchi was beyond horrified, "That's not true! Tsukki and I are friends!" How dare these girls say lonely things like that?! Every person needs a friend, even Tsukishima. And he IS Tsukishima's friend.
A girl in a ponytail leered at him. "I also heard he's been giving Tsukishima-kun lunch everyday. Plus the sweet stuffs he drops off Tsukishima's desk every morning. Ain't that weird? Would a normal guy normally do that?"
The six girls looked at him like he's covered in poop.
"You filthy homo! Bet you so wanted it up the ass you tried to charm him with your foods! What, did you put a love spell on it you desperate loser?!"
Yamaguchi was starting to feel his heart leapt up now. He fist the front of his uniform just above his chest where he feel his heart beating so fast. He needs to calm down, like right now. Or else something bad will happen. But with all those loud hate-words from the girls he doesn't even know personally, it was a failed attempt.
"Oi do you hear us faggot?! Listen when we're talking to you!" Yamaguchi saw it when the glasses girl in front of him raised her hands to probably slap him. He closed his eyes and braced himself for the hard impact of a soft palm against his cheeks.
Except it didn't happen.
"T-tsukishima-kun!"
Yamaguchi opened an eye to peek. He gawked when he saw Tsukishima holding the wrist of the girl who was about to smack him hard on the head.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Tsukishima's cold glare bore holes to Yamaguchi which made him gulp. The guy was obviously irritated.
Yamaguchi opened his mouth to answer but no sound came out. His throat was dry, and his heart was still beating crazily inside his ribcage.
The girl on the other hand was blushing furiously, probably flustered from the fact that Tsukishima's tapered fingers were wrapped around her delicate wrist.
