I need to start giving names to my chapters. And I suck at writing for Teru so sorry
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Teruteru. That man, he was not the most liked (actually true tho) and not the... how should we say this... not the most gentlemanly. (tHaT gOnTa'S jOb) Yet, you still hung around him for some reason, maybe it was his godly food or the jokes he made. It was strange, you didn't know what was so amazing about him to grace him with your presence. But then again, friends came in all shapes and sizes.
So this is where your story starts, with bugging Teruteru on a fateful day. Yes, you were buggy (Oh yeah there was a typo in your request so I decided to make fun of it) and kinda huggy at times, so what?
"Hehehe..." You snickered, throwing your arms around the short chef from behind. "Good morning Mr. COOK!"
"I see, being hugged again..." He replied, blood coming from his nose. "And call me chef."
"Can't make me Mr. Cook!" You teased. "And besides, it's not like you actually mind if it's me you big softie!"
"I see you've figured out my ways already..."
"I'm a smart cookie y'know, so you'd expect it, right? You might be lying to me Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)..."
"I wouldn't, you'll always be my best friend (Y/n)"
"That remains to be seen... well, see ya Mr. Cook!" You stuck your tongue out, releasing him, and ran off.
And while you did, he mumbled out, "When will you notice..."
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aCk I can't write today sorry for this super short one, I'll try to make them longer. I had a slight headache while writing this so...
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