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ᴇ ᴜ ɴ ᴏ ɪ ᴀ
[ʏᴏᴏ-ɴᴏʏ-ᴜʜ] × ɢʀᴇᴇᴋ
(ɴ.) ᴀ ᴘᴜʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇʟʟ-ʙᴀʟᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴘɪʀɪᴛ. "ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ"
She sat there, laughing at the new first-year duo. Her laughter was the summer rain and the birdsong too, and every time I heard it, no matter...
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StandinginfrontofOikawahadneverbeenmoreawkward. I wasgrateful to himforsaving me...godknowswhatwould'vehappenedifhewasn'tthereand I had to leavethestoreonmyown...
Butnowthat we stoodinfrontofthe apartment complex, notknowingwhat to say to eachother. Helooks like hewants to saysomethingwhichiswhy I can'tbringmyself to saygoodbye.
Hebringshishandbehindhisneck, scratching it awkwardly. "C-Can I getyournumber?" I sighand smile. Hefinallysaid it.
"Surething."
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"UDAI!" A voice screams into my ear loudly, making me jump from my seat and stand up. "I've been calling your name for the last five minutes! Pay attention in class!" Mrs. Sato calls making my cheeks heat up. Before I know it the whole class laughs making me blush even more and sit down quietly.
"I'm sorry."
Keeping the damn captain of Aobajohsai is a tougher task than I thought it'd be. Ever since I returned home last night, right after parting ways with Oikawa-senpai, he was in my mind for the whole evening. I thought he'd disappear from my thoughts, but I was wrong.
The reason for that is the text message that I received from him.