WRONG AFTERLIFE, tbhk ✓

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Heavy pants escaped through your mouth. Both of your hands and feet keep on their place, seemingly disabled.

Your heart rate won't tranquil itself, and so does your thoughts which have gotten more hazily than before.

Hanako finally pull himself away, giving you some legitimate amount of personal space.

Masking your flustered expression, you look at him sternly, trying to bury down the redness in your cheeks.

"Fine. Have it your way." You look away. "I can see you, happy now?"

'And I oop, that sounds a little too tsundere-ish.' You thought, scrunching up your nose. 'Cringe. I just hope he won't notice－'

Once you spare a glance at him, you already knew his viewpoint caught it.

It's evident on how his amber eyes gleamed with amusement, witnessing how your reaction suddenly resembles a tsundere.

"Hmm?" He hummed, placing a finger on his right cheek without seal and playfully pout. "Are 'ya gonna call me dummy now~?"

'He looks cute...? I－'

As your entire face heated up, you got frozen in your spot. If your head is like a lagging software lately, this time it completely stopped working.

Yashiro watching you get embarrassed the entire scene like a total sightseer, finally decided to came into an action.

She marched in front of your unmoving body, extending her arms widely, serving as your human shield.

"Hanako-kun! Enough with teasing L/N-senpai!" She disdainfully stated, furrowing her brows at the ghost, lips turned upside down into frown.

Crossing his arms, Hanako pout like a brat, mirroring the motion of Yashiro's eyebrows. "Bleh, you're no fun!"

"I..."

The two simultaneously switch their attention to you. It appears likely that you're working just fine again. The starstruck tsundere's gone and the authoritative student official is back...

You eyed at the younger girl. "Now if you'll excuse me, Yashiro-san... and Hanako-san..." then you spare a glance at the boy though by doing so, your cheeks suffuse another faint pink hue.

"I have to go now."

Turning away from them, you left without another word. Their stares glued on your zooming out back. As you take a sharp turn to a corner that leads to the stairs, Yashiro quickly smack Hanako on his arm.

"Ow!" He rub the part of his skin that tings. "What was that for?!"

She puffed her cheeks in annoyance, balling her fists on her sides. "You and your constant teasing drove senpai away, Hanako-kun!"

"Then..." he quickly floats away, trailing on the path where you headed out. His lips formed into a mischievous smirk that meant no good. "Why don't we follow senpai~?"

"What are you planning Hanako-kun?!" Yashiro gapes, not having another option but to run after the rascal spirit.

'What is he even thinking?!'

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At the rooftop, you've been sitting at the cold cemented floor, legs crossed together. You paid no mind on your bum being numb, that's least of your concerns now.

Cupping either side of your face that just recovered a while ago from being flustered, you start thinking out loud.

"Damn anime boys. Curse them for being attractive in every fucking way. Hanako's enough to make me bashful, what now if I encounter more of them?"