Chapter 4

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I would never admit it but I was having a lot of fun. It was a rather nice date and that came as a surprise to me because of how despair obessed Junko and Mono are. I guess it isn't all that bad to be honest. I wouldn't mind going on another date with mono anytime soon.

I put my diary away and cuddle back into the blankets I had just awoken from and felt arms wrap around me. As a confused look made it's way to my face I remember that we ended up dancing and walking until three in the morning. By the time we got back we were so tired we just laid down and fell asleep in my bed and that those arms are Mono's.

As I turn around to better cuddle into the warm male, i noticed black and white sleeves on my arms.

"Hey (y/n). Are you okay? You look cold." Mono said with concern.

"I'm okay. A little cold. These rooms aren't used to often so they aren't exactly warm." I said back as my arms were held by each other.

Mono laughed softly. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him take off his hoodie and put it on my shoulders.

"You need to stay warm. You're not dying while I'm next to ya." He said.

I giggled at the small memory of last night and kiss his cheek. "And to think about how awkward you are without your hoodie on in private." I tease him.

"H-Hey! Only sometimes. Anyways...The morning announcements are about to play. Should we go see Junko?" He asked.

I shrugged. In all honesty I didnt quite care if we did. Knowing Junko she'd gush and ask how it went despite knowing fully well how it went. Honestly the date wasn't so bad.

Unfortunatly I was welcomed with my monitor turning on and Junko in the screen. "HEY YA!!! So like, get your butts here. I know you both were up late but that is not excuse for tardiness you know. If you both don't get here soon I may have to execute the head master and his secretary misstress!"

With a groan and sigh mono got up and streched. He didn't seem to want to get up either but we had to. Making our way to the room, we were pleasently welcomed by Junko playing into her theatrics

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