Opposites Attract - Terunori Kuga x Reader

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"Ahahahaha!" Isshiki laughed, crossing his arm as he and Kuga sat down on the sofa inside their council room. "That wasn't very nice of you, Kuga!"

Kuga had a frown as he sat on the sofa, only in his black undershirt. "Hey! It was Eizan who started it! I just escaped from him before he sent some yakuza before me!"

Isshiki chuckled, glancing over a shut door. "But still... barging in a classroom and spilling food on a student..."

"I didn't mean to!" Kuga exclaimed, a hint of fear in his voice. "And she's scary! Did you see the glare she had!? I was on the receiving end of that! It wasn't very nice!" He complained, crossing his arms.

Isshiki raised a brow, "Do you not know who she is?" He asked, feeling completely baffled. Kuga shook his head. "Ah, no wonder."

"Why?" He asked.

"That was (L/N)(Y/N)." Isshiki said, his tone serious.

Kuga's brows furrowed, glaring at the door. "Who?"

"Are you serious?" Isshiki asked while Kuga shrugged. "Well. She was there during last year's autumn leaf viewing. Don't you remember? She's the one placed fourth, right below you. She made a name for herself."

Kuga's whole demeanor made a whole 180. "Hm... so she was the one who defeated Eizan..." He muttered. "Then... she can totally snatch a seat if she wants then?" He and Isshiki made eye contact, a message being passed on. "Hmph, like she can snatch my seat."

"Don't worry." Isshiki added with a light smile. "She won't be snatching any seats. She doesn't want them."

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You sigh, letting your head rest on the glass. You had a big problem on hand. First, your uncle changed your lunch, two your dessert got ruined, your shirt got stained, and now...

'The shirt won't fit...' You thought, looking over your chest. The shirt didn't have top buttons, it looked like it was removed, it revealed a glimpse of something that you didn't want them to take a glimpse of. Just a little movement and the button that kept your innocence(and probably sanity) would snap.

The guy who was at fault, Kuga lent you his shirt after the seventh seat came. He was the one who said the last line from the last chapter. You didn't mind using his shirt, it would leave him with just his undershirt, but the problem was...

'He's such a midget!' You screamed in your head, staring at your reflection. The shirt didn't fit. 'Why couldn't they just give me a spare. This is a goddamn school filled with millionaires for christ's sake...'

But it's not like you have any other choice. Plus, you would have practical later, you would change anyway, just an hour of agony.

'Well, it's better than nothing...' You sigh, accepting your doomed fate and opened the door. 'I'm back fuckers.'

"Ah, (Y/N)-" Kuga paused, choking in his own words as he stared at you. He literally froze. Like, dudes frozen. Someone throw him in fire.

'Stop staring you jackass.' You thought, looking down from his stare, suddenly feeling fidgety. 'AGH! I'M GONNA POKE HIS EYES OUT IF HE DOESN'T STOP!!'  You screamed on the inside, holding into the collar, forcing it close. For the first time in a while, you felt embarrassed. You bit your lower lip, your face tinted red.

"Sorry about this, (L/N)-san." Isshiki said, breaking the silence and stepping in front of Kuga. Kuga complained but he ignored him. "But please don't worry, we sent your shirt to be washed right away, you will have it back before you can leave school so you can go home comfortably."