A simple "Go away," could mean, "Come closer". And a harsh, "I hate you," could mean, "I love you".
You find that Tsukishima Kei is a big ball of blur; moreover, Reclusive.
You've had a crush who kissed you on a depressing day, and ever since then...
Your legs began to quake, unable to remain balanced on your feet. The cold concrete wasn't a good feeling against your sensitive knees, the pain in your chest was extremely excruciating.
Despite feeling heartbroken, your eyes weren't sweating and your lips weren't quivering. It was clear your weren't sad, you were angry. The feeling of your foot launching against the male's back excited you, but you resisted.
After a couple seconds, Tsukishima seemed to come to realization of something, turning around. "You.." He began to speed towards you, grabbing the beige scarf around your neck violently. "Where'd you get this from? I lost mine a while ago."
Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me.
"I- I got it from you!" You answered harshly, balling up your fists in anger. "Really? Why would I give such a short, ugly person my scarf?" To this point, you couldn't read him. Maybeee that's what you like about him? When you two first met, he was very kind and gentle. But now.. Gosh this guy had some serious issues.
To add more tension, Tsukishima began to poke at your forehead, pushing you about an inch away. "Ugly?! I'm not attractive but I wouldn't call myself ugly either!" You shouted, undoing the scarf comfortable on your shoulders.
"Since I'm so ugly why don't you have it back, you jerk!" The taller male blinked in confusion, watching as you tossed the scarf in his face, walking away.
'I'm so over this.'
You couldn't see the smirk curved into his lips since you back was facing away from him, walking away in frustration. He never forgot who you are, you were his first kiss after all.
"Since I'm so ugly why don't you have it back, you jerku!" Kaito mocked, his basketball bag being supported by the strap of his bag, a towel wrapped around his neck as well. He was still in his black and golden colored sportswear, the theme colors of our school, Gakuin High school. Covering your mouth, you look at the other cutting the corner of the building, appearing before you.
"Were you.. Eavesdropping..?" You asked, startled by his appearance. "And if I was?" Kaito responded, smiling at you. There was that cute, flirtatious fuckboy smile, everyone- including you enjoyed.
"Gosh, Kaito you're such an ass.." You mumbled, walking past him. He was just going to piss you off and tease you about the whole situation, so you didn't need him to walk you home this time. "But I left practice early for you hun~" he teased, following after. "But in all seriousness, if you ever want to talk I'm here."
"Yeah, I know that.." You replied, feeling too disappointed at the moment to do anything.
Kaito followed your pace, walking beside you with a serious facial expression. You could tell he was going to crack one of those, not-so-funny and irrelevant jokes to try to cheer you up. "Ah, right, I almost forgot. Our home room is throwing a Christmas party. Class rep was trying to give you an invitation, but you ran off." Going through his bag, Kaito pulled out a white envelope wrapped it Christmas-themed decorations.
"Oh? Party? That's not really my thing." You responded, taking the envelope.
"Take it, 'cause you're going. You don't really have a say in the matter, I'll be kidnapping you this Friday." He responded, zipping back up his bag.
You knew he was creepy, but never this creepy.
"Monday.. Tuesday.. Wednesday- Tomorrow's Christmas Eve? Aish, I didn't even buy you and your sister anything! I'll go do that now!~" You turned on your heel, your hair bouncing as you ran.
Kaito reached out to you, but your back was turned away. He always found you running away from him, but it was nothing new. Walking the same direction, he let out a sigh. "I didn't get her anything either... I'd feel bad if I didn't. Might as well shop too."
• • •
"E-Ehh?! T-Tsukishima?! Why are you in a woman's store?!" You shouted, seeing him rush over to cover your mouth.
"I already have to see you at school, that's too much. Now I have to see you here? How persistent are you?" Tsukishima glared, removing his hand.
"What an asshole. I was just- Walking by and I just so happened to see a tall male with blond hair." You responded, looking away.
"So you attack all guys who are tall with blond hair? You desperate or just weird."
You took in a big whiff of oxygen, smiling up at the other. It wasn't long before you foot came in contact with his face, he never fully healed after that.
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• • •
"Here, take it and go away." Tsukishima muttered, placing an ice pack on his burning red cheek.
"Thank you! A deal's a deal." You responded, the white shopping back with the name, "OFFENSE" glued onto it.
"What's that for anyway? I didn't know you were into sports and action figures." Tsukishima's light, yet monotonous voice ringed in your left ear, finding him actually walking on your side. "Oh, the gym clothes is for a friend, and the action figure is for his sister. She acts very masculine and has a thing for things like this." You replied, humming in excitement.
"I'm guessing that's their Christmas presents? You don't look too considerate of others." Despite the insult, you continued to smile, turning to face him. "You should join us, Tsuki."
"Giving me a nickname now?" He sighed, slipping his hand into his pocket with the other still holding up the ice pack. "Join who in what?"
"Our home room is holding a Christmas party, and I want you to join us." You said, the taller male instantly refusing. "No thanks, I have plans."
"What kind of plans?" You asked yet another question, the boy quickening his pace. He slipped on his Sony headphones, bluntly ignoring you. Geez, he's a try-hard prick.
But now for the serious moment.
He couldn't hear you, but you decided to pinch onto his navy blazer, finally able to get a question off your chest.
"Hey, Tsuki." You called out, feeling him stop in place, your eyes glued to the floor. "I-I know you claim not to remember me... but still. I can't really shake off the feeling you left behind that day. You seriously don't remember that kiss you stole from me?"
Biting your lip, you were prepared for another no, so you weren't expecting much. Though for the most part, you weren't worried since he had his headphones over his ears.
"Well, I figured since you walked out with only shorts and a hoodie," Pulling off his headphones, Tsukishima continued. "Some body contact would do the trick."
You felt as if the day was repeating itself, the lanky teen speaking the same words in the same, exact tone. Covering your nose with both of your hands, you felt tears begin to run down your cheeks, unsure of what to say.
"T-Tsuk-"
"You really are an idiot." Turning around, he spit out five words, continuing. "Why would I forget the face of a girl who's heart was broken, with ugly tears running down her face. Not to mention my first kiss." He sighed, his eyes meeting yours.
I'm guessing you were too cute to resist, which is the reason why he blushed. "Do you want... my scarf back?"
