You kneel on your hand and knee above Uta. You're seriously uncomfortable with this and you're constantly hoping some coincidental event will draw your attention away from the awkward situation. Luckily, there is the sound of a door being shook. The door falls to the ground with a bang, immediately notifying you of who the unexpected visitor was.
A certain purple-haired bucket-of-flamboyant-sayings walks gracefully into the room but stops as he sees you and Uta on the floor. "Well..." It's strange to see him lost for words since he usually has a million comebacks up his sleeves.
"Just don't," Uta says, a clear scowl coming over his face. You look at the battered men as they start to bicker over the position you're in - Uta saying that I fell, supporting the truth, but Tsukyama arguing that you were in the middle of a make out session. Tsukyama's way of describing his thoughts revolts you, especially as he gives a fairly visual representation of what he means.
He's disgusting.
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