Save me, Jase.

A/N: omg, anata hisashiburides~ that means "Long time no see" in Japanese. (: hope you enjoy reading this story.

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Here I am walking around this huge ass school, finding the photography club room and the worst thing is that

I, Avery Takumi, am lost.

Out of all the places to get lost at, it's at my own school. I mean it's not my fault, I just became a senior last month and I still don't know how to get around this hell hole. Who the hell constructs 3 faculty buildings that are as huge as Hogwarts? Seriously, I think the guy who thought of building the school was high on crack. Hardcore crack.

"Dammit, where is that stupid club room? It should be in this building somewhere..."

Wait, am I even in the right building? I should be in the arts division. Ugh, cue in the face palm. Stupid Ave, why are you even in the regular division... hais.

Now back to where I was again, back to walking. Walking and walking until...

*BAAAAAAAAM*

"Ouch... are you blind you douche? Can't you see that someone is walking?" I muttered while rubbing my head. Stupid...

"Well, I'm sorry. I couldn't see you because you were that short." A male voice muttered back.

How dare him!

I looked up to see that I bumped into someone I couldn't recognize. I can't really see his face because his hair was covering it, also that muffler and glasses are covering his face too.

Wha- who the hell wears a muffler in the middle of summer? Weird...

He stood up and brushed off the dust that got caught in his uniform, "Be careful next time..." He turned back to look at me and then left. I just watched him leave until he's gone and then I realized, that ass just left me on the floor after bumping into me without even saying sorry or at least helping me up. How infuriating!

I stood up and looked at my watch, 5:00 pm.

Great, I'm so late. I better get going then. Dear School, why is a must to join a club for promotion marks? I'd be better off alone.

After 10 minutes of running around the school, I have finally found it. Yessss~

"I'm so sorry for being this late! The teacher called me ou-" I stopped mid-sentence just to see such an unpleasant scene. Guess who I saw. WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE?

"YOU!" I almost practically yelled. I can feel my face twitching in anger. He looked up from what he was reading and his face twisted in confusion before it turned into realization.

"Oh, you're the girl I bumped into. What do you need?" He asked. "What are you doing here?" I said while glaring at him. He just shrugged and went back to reading.

How rude and bump? Psh, more like pushed.

I took a deep breath in and composed myself. The club vice president shouldn't act like this. Yes, I'm a club vice president who doesn't know how to get to the club room. Boohoo~

I walked pass him with my head held high and went to sit on a chair near Rachel who I think doesn't notice that a stranger is in the room. Rachel is one of the best photographers in the school and my best friend.

"Ugh, where is that president of ours?" I sat down with a thud. "Rachel, did the mysterious president of this club show up?"

"I don't know if he did." She replied while pulling her hair back into a ponytail. "HEY YOU GUYS! DON'T PLAY WITH THE CAMERA LIKE THAT!" She scolded at the group of juniors in the other side of the room. "We're so sorry!!" One of the juniors apologized.

"Just don't handle the camera like that." She let out a sigh. "Geez, freaking juniors." She muttered. "You sound more like a VP than I do." I laughed. "Anyways, what's his name again? I keep on forgetting it."

"Jase Don something. I don't really remember the name." She said."Hahah, what is he? A blue blood? Maybe it's Jase Don Missing since he's always missing." I joked. I know, I'm bad with jokes.

"Don Lauhen. It's Jase Don Lauhen." A familiar irritating voice to my ears shot out. I look at where the voice came from and I do not believe it. It came from that guy.

"H-how do you know his name?" I stuttered.

"That's because.." He stood up and walked closer to me. "My name is Jase Don Lauhen." He said while he stared at me though his glasses.

My eyes widened in horror and shock. "You've got to be kidding me." I whispered hoping he didn't hear me. He chuckled and gave some space. "I am not to be kidding you." He showed me his school ID card and yes, his name is Jase Don Lauhen. He walked around the club room to the corner of where we hung all of the photos we took.

"Sorry if I haven't been coming to club meetings and activities. It must have been hard on you VP." He said while looking at me. I just stared at him annoyingly.

Bastard left all the work to me. Such an ass.

"So, why show up now?" I asked directly. He shrugged, "I don't know. Guess I never really thought about it." He said while scratching his head.

An ass and a dumbass. Wonderful. How is he even the president of the club?

"You know, I always thought that cute guys with glasses are very, very innocent but I guess they're not." He laughed. How embarrassing. "So, you think I'm cute huh?" He laughed again. I felt a blush creeping onto my cheeks so I looked away.

"After what I just told you, all you hear is cute huh?" I tell him.

I hear him walk towards me. When I felt his presence next to me, he did something so unexpected. He took my chin in his hands and made me look at him. I can see Rachel holding in a gasp from the corner of my eye.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked him warily but he just kept on staring. "You shouldn't believe in those stereotypes, you know." He smiled then I heard a camera snap. I pushed his hand away slowly and looked at the group of juniors but they weren't there. What the hell? *sigh* I'll just ask them tomorrow.

"You should leave." I looked back at Jase and there he is again staring at me. He slowly smiled then said, "You're cute."

What. The. Fuck. Was. That.

Just when I was about to open my mouth, he left. "What was that about?" Rachel said slowly. "I don't even know." I replied. "It did look like he was hitting on you and plus, he's cute for a guy wearing glasses." Rachel stated and I just looked at her with pure disgust. "Ew Rachel, don't tell me you really found him cute."

"What? You said it yourself that he was cute." She pouted at me. I covered her face with my hand, "I referred to cute guys wearing glasses, not him." I told her. "Oh please, just admit that he's cute." She teased me. "Yeah, a cute, annoying ass, rude mofocker." I mumbled. "What was that?" She teased me more while nudging my shoulder. "Oh shut up." I nudged her back harder. "Owieeee!" She yelped.

"Anyways, isn't it time to clean up? It's almost 5:30." I reminded her. "Oh yeah, I'll go gather the cameras." She went off to fix the cameras that were left on the table and I went to fix up all of the taken photos. As I looked through them, there was one that caught my eye. It's a Polaroid picture of the moment where Jase had my chin with his hands. Oh my god, this is so embarrassing.

But..

Jase Don Lauhen, huh.. You really are something, aren't you.