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2. y. t - lame (FLUFF!×FEM!)

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Why can't she look at me anymore?
I see her so clearly.
She's the only one in my line of vision.
She only ignores me now.
Why not any other boy?
I might look fearless and tall to others but she's the one.
The one who saved me.
Why?
Why doesn't she love me like I love her?
No, no nevermind.
It's not like she would ever love a lame boy like me.

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"You've got a lumpy face, Tadashi."

"Why are you so puny?"

"You've got to bulk up so you can carry all of our bags."

Three boys towered over a boy that they pushed on the floor. The tallest one threw the bag onto the boy who was on the floor. The boy whimpered.

"Seriously? You're crying?"

"He cries about everything."

"You CRYBABY!"

A much taller, h/c female was passing by when she happened to see what was going on. She turned her head slightly and smirked slightly.

"What're you looking at?"

The main bully shouted.

"H-hey isn't she a sixth-grader?"

Another one whispered in his ear.

"Nah, she's just from Class 3."

She scoffed.

"Lame..."

She stalked off.

They were all stunned.

"H-hey, what'dyou mean?"

"Hey, wait a sec!"

The main bully ran up to her and pulled her arm back, trying to spin her around. She fully turned around, stepped forwards and leaned down to his level in his face.

"What?"

He cowered back as she leaned above him.

"Y-you're lame, four eyes!"

She laughed as if it were the funniest thing in the world as they grabbed their bags and ran for it. The girl helped the boy up.

"Hey, if they bother you again, tell me, okay?"

She gave him a cute smile, whih he returned gladly. From that moment on, they could tell they would be the best of friends, or even more.

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"Tadashi, what the hell!?"

"I-I'm sorry, F/N. I apologize on Tsukki's behalf, He didn't mean i-"

It was the end of the day and the taller, blonde male had just threw a milk carton at her that had just wet her whole uniform and ran off. The freckled boy had ran after the girl who had just stormed off. They were both now in the disabled toilets.

"Cut the crap, Tadashi, I know why he did that. I'm not stupid. He tried to get me into this shitty plan of yours that you guys set up so I'd talk to you. I overheard you guys' fangirls talking about it. Next time, if you don't want it to go around the whole school, don't tell them."

She said while trying to wipe it off her uniform in front of the mirror. Her shirt was now slightly see-through and she had removed the blazer, so the freckled boy had a clear view of her bra from the back. He blushed hard and she deadpanned him.

"Why are you even friends with him? Tsukishima Kei? Really? Come on, he doesn't deserve a friend like you Tadashi. But do you really wanna know why I ignore you?"

His eyes went large.

"W-w-why?"

He questioned.

"I'd. Had Enough."

She turned around from the mirror and walked him back every word of that sentence. His back hit the wall. She was talking, but all the boy was concentrating on was the way her lips moved, and how they looked so soft, the way her eyebrows were slightly furrowed as she ranted and how her hair framed her beautiful face. He was in a trance.

"-hell, I even had hope that you would notice me. Everyday I tried to get your attention."

His eyes lit up at this.

"But, never mind. It doesn't matter anymore. I'm sorry, Tadashi. Let's forget everything. Me, you, the incident that happened years ago and..."

She sighed as she studied him for a while before tearing her gaze from him.

"Us..."

She whispered as a tear dropped from her eye. She gasped as she felt she was suddenly pinned hard into the wall. She winced a little from the harsh contact. A hand found its way under her chin and gently pushed it up so she was facing him. His eyes were lit up with things she had never seen before in him. Passion, pride and determination.

"No! I won't let you walk away from me again. I lost you once, and I am not going to lose you again."

He closed the gap in between them. Now he was the one towering over her. She blushed under his intense gaze and tilted her head so her hair was covering her face.

One of his hands found their way to her waist and pushed her even closer. The other hand gently caressed her cheek. He leaned down to her face and tilted his head to the side and smiled ever-so-slightly as his lips met hers. The kiss was passionate, and longing. Her walls were crumbling over his touch. Who knew that this boy's touch would bring her to such a state?

After what seemed like eternity, they pulled away. He leaned his forehead onto hers.

"I'm a lame boy, I know...but you're my saviour."

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A/n: sorry for the cringe
..hehehe *screams*cringe cringe everywherr*throws cringe*