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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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𝐌𝐞𝐢
I once more became a complete pig for cake. But the sugar-filled blessing somehow made me feel better than anything else today. Well, either that, or Atsumu.
I don't know came over me to invite him to my place. It would've been fine if Kaori and Osamu were here, but now, it'll be just the two of us.
I didn't know him that well either. Neither him nor Osamu. But it's...strange. I feel a weird connection with Atsumu. He reminds me of...he reminds me of Akihiro when he was still the idiotic goofball with dreams and ambitions. When he loved volleyball with everything he had.
I grew up with Akihiro. He was my first friend apart from my own brother and cousin. Both of us came from rich families and were introduced because of their bond. We understood each other much better than anyone else. And he knows absolutely everything about me.
He'sthe only one...
God, I wish Kaori was here.
I'm afraid to do something I would regret. And with a complete stranger as well.
But the way he caressed my cheek...it's just like Akihiro used to do it.
"Mei." I turn to Atsumu, who's leaning onto the shopping cart. He nods at the cart suddenly, confusing me. "Wanna ride?" He asks once he noticed I didn't get his silent gesture.
"Eh? Seriously?"
"Get in." I wanted to. I really did. But... "Scared we'll get in trouble?"
"What? No!"
"Pfft. Pussy."
"No I'm not."
"Pussy."
"No, you." He grabs his chest area, faking hurt and falling to the ground dramatically, as if he was just gunshot. I release a small giggle, enjoying how much of a dumbass he's being.
"But seriously, get in."
"I-I..." I couldn't bring myself to tell him the reason for not wanting to get in. So I just walk up to the cart, making him grin and hold it tightly, so it wouldn't move and I wouldn't get hurt while getting in. I hop in and get comfortable, which was quite easy because of our school bags that filled the role of pillows behind me.
"What should we get?" Atsumu asks and begins pushing the cart, making me grin a bit because it actually felt fun.
"Cak-"
"No cake."
"B-But mom!"
"No cake."
I cross my arms and pout immaturely. But then suddenly, he started pushing the cart more and more fast making me grip onto the edges. "Atsumu!"
