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When you feel, see, taste, smell or hear anything, it's all bland; everything is bland. It seems that only when Akaashi is around, everything could be so enticing. You hated it, how could one person make you feel this way without even trying? He didn't even see you as anything special.
As your lecture finishes, you immediately left the room. Just to your luck, you see Akaashi close by in the busy hallway, looking as attractive as ever. You hope that your lines of sight wouldn't intersect into his but it's too late.
"[Y/N], finished class?"
You should of turned away from him.
"Yeah."
You answer with a grin, how fake.
"I was heading to the cafeteria, wanna join?"
Leave now.
"Sure!"
You wanted to say 'no'.
"Let's go then, I'm hungry."
He smiles but you hated it.
Here you are again, stuck in a trance of an endless circle. He's like a drug that could kill you from overdose and yet you consume it's pleasures anyway. Addicting; you're an addict to this unrequited love.
Entering the cafeteria, Bokuto rushes in and slings his arm around Akaashi's shoulder. He grins towards you while ruffling Akaashi's hair; being the exuberant person he is. Akaashi frowns and shoves him out, looking annoyed. Even so, his eyes gave it away.
He never looked at you like that, you could see it beneath his own damn skin even if he denies it. He's in love with Bokuto, utterly in love with his straight friend. You knew this very well. After all, you're the only person who witnesses his love for Bokuto each day.
