Clouds

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"Kyosuke-san.. why is Sakakura-san always behind you, looming over you like that? Honestly, he does this almost every time we have a meeting.."
one of the council members shivered in fear as Juzo just glared at them all, Munakata sighing exasperatedly.

"He's just protecting us all and also this room itself so that no one from the other classes can get in easily into our meeting. Now, shall we continue the meeting?"
The students fell silent as they resumed the meeting once more, Juzo shifting his gaze to the window of the meeting room.

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"As usual, you're a great speaker, Munakata." Juzo chuckled as he handed over a bottle of water to him after the meeting had ended. Munakata accepted the bottle and drank from it, grateful that Juzo had brought that in for him.

As the student council president gulped down the water, Juzo found himself staring at the way Munakata's adam's apple moved with each gulp he took.. and how sensual it looked.

Of course, having these thoughts made him feel embarassed of looking at Munakata but after the previous indirect kiss incident in the classroom, Juzo can't find himself to think that it is disgusting for a male to find interest in another male. And he decided that, yeah, sure. I'm gay for the student council president. So what? If anyone argues, I can just punch th--

"Sakakura? Hey. You're spacing out." Munakata called out to him, causing him to tense up in surprise and shake his thoughts away. "Ah, sorry. I was just thinking of some stuff. I guess I got too into it." Munakata nodded in understanding as Juzo chuckled to himself.
Whatever is on his mind, Munakata might never find out.. but hey, being with him like this is enough to make his heart warm again.

Juzo had always loved Munakata, afterall.

'Love is a pain.' Juzo thought to himself, averting his gaze to the window yet again as the sun started to set, casting a warm orangeish hue onto the grey clouds in the horizon.

Those grey clouds are boring , colorless and bland.
Not much to say about them because no one loves grey clouds. A signal of rain, storm, hurricanes. A signal that shows disaster.
And.. to Juzo.. those grey clouds remind him of Munakata.

Boring.. bland and colorless..

And so beautiful to look at.

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