You gulped and took a shaky breath.
Looking both ways down the hall to make sure it was clear for the thousandth time.
"How did I get myself into this?" you groaned.
You had lost a bet to your friends and the penalty was to get Akashi's basketball jacket.
You where the head reporter on the school newspaper club. So you had a knack for seeing people for who they truly were... Like intuition.
What you felt when you saw Akashi for the first time sent chills running down your spine. That guy was evil. No matter what type of friendly face he showed once he was on the court his true self came out.
Your friends have hopelessly teased you when they saw you avoid and jump every time he was near.
"Just get the jacket. Show it to them and shove it back in his bag before he notice it's gone," you went over the plan again.
Nodding and working up all your courage you opened the door and walked inside the meeting room.
For some reason Akashi always left his stuff in this meeting room.
"Maybe he thinks of himself as a prince or something?" you mumbled as you went through his bag.
Finding it you took it happily and stood up.
"_?" a familiar voice spoke from behind you.
You felt the chills running down your spine.
"Ah ha. Hi Akashi!" you turned giving him a big smiled and tried to hide the jacket behind you.
"What are you doing here _?" he smiled sweetly at you.
"Nothing much. Just you know...stuff," you finished lamely.
He blinked then chuckled.
In your shock you almost dropped the jacket.
"I'm glad you aren't avoiding or running away from me like usual," he said.
You looked away sheepishly. So he did noticed.
"Yeah... Was there anything you need Akashi?" you asked as you inched towards the door.
"Well," he pondered,"There wasn't really anything but..."
"Oh well. I'm going to head home now. See you around," you waved and was halfway out the door.
All of a sudden you were jerked back, slammed into the long rectangle meeting table on your back, and with Akashi looming over you.
"...There is now," he had the scariest look on his face.
You froze. This was his true face. The face you never wanted to see. The reason you spent pretty much your whole first year in high school running away and avoiding from.
"I'm sorry Akashi! T-the jacket-"
"Did you think I didn't know about your little bets with your friends?" he hissed in your ear. He wrapped his hand around both of your wrist.
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