Let Me Kiss You Yui-chan (Boyxboy)

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× Yui's POV ×

Fuueee...
Ohayo minna...

Waah.. I feel so sleepy. Not to mention I spend all night thinking how to make my arse safe 'till graduation. And how to handle a mass of girls hunting me every time I went out of my dorm.

Siggghhh...

Can I get just one regular day ?

No running.
No teasing.

And most of all.

NO RAPING ???

Oh please. Please. Please. Pleaseeeee.
Just one day, I promise to do my very best just to make my life here a piece to remember.

But I guess its not my day again today. 

A girl keep on watching and giving me a wink every time I look back to her. I just smile in reply but deep inside, this really is creeping me out now.

The bell rang and it's time for us to go back to our dorms.

I cleared my stuff, put my books below my table and grab my bag. I was about to get up when a girl came out in my way.

"Uwah!" I really have to work on my reactions.

She giggled. A little blush forming at her cheek.

"U-uhm. M-may I help you?" I asked.

"Are you gonna do something after this, Yui-kun?"

"U-uhm. I'm not really sure," I really feel so uneasy right now.

"Will you go out with me?" she said, quite straight forward.

"U-uh..." Oh no. I have to do something. I don't wanna reject her but at the same time I don't want to accept her invitation. Life.

"Yui-kun?"

"Uh-uhm. The really thing is—"

"I'll treat you! Anything you want," she insisted.

"That's very kind of you, but really I—"

"He's with me."

"Vice president Shin!" the girl said, with a gasp.

"Hi, Yuichiro-kun," he answered.

"H-hi," I replied.

The girl is just staring at us with a beam on her eyes.

"I-I'm very sorry. I'll treat you next time," That's what I said. But I'm not sure if I can do that.

"Okay." The girl left, quite dissapointed.

I turn to face Shin and said "Thanks."

"That's not for free," he said.

Confusion forming in my eyes.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm quite practicing budgeting my allowance for this month so—"

"Silly. That's not what I meant," he giggled in a guy manner.

I noticed a slight dent on his left cheek. I thought its a scar or something. But I think it's...

"A dimple."

"Uh.."

Oh God. This I said that too loud?
He'll think I'm a creep!!

"A-ahh!! That's—A-no.. It just. Your cheek,"

"My cheek?" he lightly caress his cheek and then
"Uh!" he got conscious about what I said and covered his face with is arm.

"Ah! N-no! Its Not—!"