Love and Hate ‒ ʰᶦᵗᵒˢʰᶦ ˢ.

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THE SPORTS FESTIVAL ENDED WITH A BANG AND THE STUDENT COUNCIL WAS REJOICING IN THE OFFICE. You were smiling at the members who were jumping up and down from the success and you were eating pizza in the student council room. Yshi had treated all of you with pizza, soda, and a few alcoholic drinks for the fun of it and of course, she was there to supervise all of you and probably to prevent any drunk council members from walking around campus. Other groups—especially the seniors who won most of the sports at the festival—were celebrating around the school as well. Shota was too busy to even notice that most of the students were bringing in alcoholic drinks inside the campus.

Today also marks the end of half of your school year—signaling the summer break coming in and Hitoshi's birthday just around a few hours as well. "Congratulations, (your name)!" Yshi patted your back as she handed you a red cup to which you declined. "Oh, c'mon! Your father's not around anyway!"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Yshi! I really can't drink!" you waved your hands in front of you and Yshi smiled. "You really are like your father sometimes, (your name)," She patted your head and grinned, leaning closely to whisper something. "Don't tell him I said this but I think you're nicer..." The comment made you laugh and you grabbed the cup from her hand. "I think you're just drunk, Ms. Yshi..." you smiled as you held on to the cup while the female laughed. "I don't get drunk easily, darling."

"You've been drinking since this morning. I'll have this, thank you," you said as Yshi chuckles once again. Yshi spewed out some more nonsense before you left and placed the red cup in front of a now bored lilac haired male. "Somebody seems to be not enjoying the celebratory party," you said while sitting on the chair right in front of him. His finger tapped on the table as he took a deep breath. You squinted so you could scan his face a bit more and you could see that his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were droopy. "Hitoshi?" you waved your hand in front of him and he shook his head, finally giving his attention to you. "Y-yeah? Sorry, I'm just... a little dizzy..."

"Did you drink?" you chuckled as you placed the cup away from both of you now. Hitoshi made a sign with his hand that he only drank a little as he closed one of his eyes. "I don't think that's a little when you're acting like that..." you slapped his hand away from your vision and he placed it back down on the table, his gaze glued on to you. "Why are you staring, idiot?" Hitoshi's eyes widened as you asked the question and he hid his face with his hands, groaning in response. "O-okay! I'm sorry!" you laughed, slowly standing up, and grabbing his hands from the other side of the table. Your soft skin felt warm on his and he felt himself turn even redder when his hands were finally back down on the table with yours on top of them.