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Hoshitani Yuta x Reader - Haphephobia

A/N- I have a feeling this chapter is gonna be good! It's not the best, but I was watching a Drama and I based it a little off that. Anyways and enjoy! PLEASE READ END NOTES.

Haphephobia (also known as aphephobia, haphophobia, hapnophobia, haptephobia, haptophobia, thixophobia) is a rare specific phobia that involves the fear of touching or of being touched.

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You both had your own struggles—things that set you apart from everyone else. He suffered from haphephobia, a deep fear of physical contact. Even the brush of another person's hand made him flinch. You, on the other hand, smoked to calm your nerves and regularly had nosebleeds from stress. While others moved through life with ease, you two carried your burdens quietly. You were different, just not in the same way.

He was part of the dance team, while you were on the cheer squad. For the upcoming athletic competition, both teams were training together. But because of his fear, he didn't perform with them—he stuck to the sidelines, stretching alone at the back of the gym, isolated even in a room full of people.

"What's wrong with him?" you laughed, glancing his way.

"He has his weird ways," Tsukigami snorted, clearly amused.

Later that day, you headed to your locker, ready to grab your things and call it a night. That's when you heard footsteps behind you.

"(F/N)-chan!" Hoshitani's voice called out.

You turned, rolling your eyes. "What is it?"

"Go out with me," he said—just like that, straight to the point.

You raised an eyebrow. "You want me to go out with you? With your little 'don't touch me' phobia?" you snorted and started walking away.

"So... that's a no?" he asked, almost confused.

"Yeah. That's a no." You gave him a lazy wave and didn't look back.

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A week later, Ayanagi Academy was buzzing with chaos. Midterms were around the corner, and students were cramming, panicking, and practically tearing their hair out. You were no exception.

You hid out in the laundry room, surrounded by open textbooks, highlighted notes, and energy drinks. Your hands trembled as you scribbled answers into a workbook. Blood dripped from your nose again. You barely reacted, just grabbed a tissue and wiped it off. It happened so often now, you hardly noticed.

You weren't the top student at Ayanagi—that title belonged to Tsukigami Kaito. You were always second. No matter how hard you worked, how late you stayed up, how much blood you spilled—he always beat you.

You told yourself that this time had to be different. If you didn't come in first, your mom would lose it. Ivy League dreams? Gone.

Then something strange happened.

During class, a teacher was talking to you when a rowdy student shoved past, knocking the teacher's things everywhere. Papers, pens—and a USB drive. The teacher ran after the student, leaving everything behind.

You stared at the USB. Heart pounding, you picked it up.

Later, you locked yourself in the bathroom, plugged it into your laptop, and froze.

It was the midterms.

Cheating felt wrong. It was wrong. But you were desperate. Your mom would be happy. You'd get into your dream school. That's all that mattered... right?