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      Hello, my name is (Y/N) . I have recently realized something quite terrifying, that I am in love with Kyoya Otori. Unfortunately, my friend Also has feelings for him. Well, screw her because he's mine. Nope! I'm kidding. Sempai will never notice me...
      Where was I? Oh, right, my friends name is (B/F/N). We have known each other for about a year now. I actually can't believe how fast we bonded. Fandoms are really good at bringing people together, aren't they?
        "(Y/N)? Are you awake?" said a voice that sounded oddly familiar. I nodded. My vision was blurry, but I could tell I was in the school's gym... on the floor. I must've fallen and hit my head. I looked up to see a blurry silhouette of a tall boy staring down at me. I realized who it was.
         "Kyoya? Is that you? I can't really see," I said, still staring into the blurry eyes of the boy whom I assumed was Kyoya~Sempai. Uh, I mean, Kyoya, just Kyoya.
        "Yes, it's me," Kyoya replied, "Also, I couldn't help but notice that your glasses broke when you fell. I'm afraid you'll need a new pair."
   Damn it, no wonder I can't see. I'm such an idiot. How'd I even end up on the ground anyways?
     "Um, Kyoya? How'd I end up on the ground?" I asked. God, I sound so stupid. He's probably wondering how I don't know, asking himself why I'm so stupid.
    "You ran into me while we were playing basketball," he said this as if he expected me to remember. God, I must've hit my head really hard, I thought as I felt  the back of my head, which I discovered was bleeding. "Also, you're head is bleeding."
    "no shit, Sherlock. I definitely didn't notice," I said looking up at Kyoya, who didn't look amused.
    "As I've already explained to you, I do not appreciate your sense of humor," Kyoya said, annoyed, "Now, we need to get you to the infirmary. You may not think it but you are crucial to the success of my plan."
      "What the hell is that supposed to mean, baka?!"
      Kyoya looked away. "You'll see. Also, did you just call me..."
      "I didn't call you anything, Kyoya!" I said, cutting him off.
       Kyoya then looked down at you asking," do you think you'll be able to walk? Because if not, we may have to take drastic measures."
       I then attempted to stand, failed, and fell back onto the gym floor, " and there's your answer."
      Kyoya looked down at you, his glasses catching the sunlight. He then snapped his fingers twice, expecting the Hitachiin twins to run through the door, unfortunately for him, they did not. "Well, I'm never going to live this down," he said as he swiftly took you from the ground into his arms.
      "you're surprisingly light," he said, as you blushed a deep red color that no human should ever be able to achieve.
    "WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN, KYOYA?!" you yelled.
     "I was just saying I expected this to be more difficult," Kyoya said, though he wouldn't meet my eyes.
       We walked the rest of the way in silence. Some of the girls that walked by started whispering to each other. I couldn't help but feel slightly uncomfortable. I decided to just focus on Kyoya. His expression was hard to read, but there was one abnormality in his expression. He seemed worried. I suddenly realized I had been blushing the whole time.
        Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, I thought as I buried my face in his shirt.
         He looked down at me, confused, but continued walking. "What's wrong, (Y/N)?"
       "Nothing," I said, my words muffled by his chest.
          "(Y/N), that made me uncomfortable," Kyoya said, a light pink dusting his cheeks.
          "I'm sorry sempai," I said looking down, but immediately realizing what I had just said.
           "Did you just call me..."
            "I said Kyoya. Definitely not anything else..." I said awkwardly.
              Kyoya stifled a laugh, "Okay then,
(Y/N)"
              "Do you not believe me?"
               "I never said that," said Kyoya avoiding eye contact.
      We soon arrived at the infirmary. Kyoya told one of the nurses what had happened and she asked him to lay me on a small hospital-looking bed. He did what she asked and stood there for a moment, looking concerned. Kyoya looked at me and said, "You got blood on my shirt."
     Damn you, you adorable bastard! I thought you were gonna say something cute..., then someone barged into the room interrupting my thoughts. That someone was Tamaki.

Thank you for reading this weird chapter! Have an awesome day/night!!!!
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