Nibutani's POV: It did make any sense, why did that brat have to be so adorable?!? I gasped loudly at the sudden thought I just had, 'No, no! She is not adorable at all!' I smacked my head multiple times, I really need to stop thinking about that weirdo.
Dekomori's POV: "Finally! This is my chance to prevale, the faker won't see it coming!" I snickered loudly, observing the obvious imposter. I saw her finally exit the locker room, I'm assuming she was heading to cheer practice. 'Now!' I ran as fast as I could, using my magic abilities. "Time for your down fall fake Mori Summer-Whoa!" I suddenly tripped over myself, bracing for the fall. But to my suprise, not an impact to be felt. I opened one eye and I was immediately met with a concerned fake Mori Summer, "H-Hey idiot! A-Are you alright?" I looked up at her, opening my second eye. Was she blushing?
Nibutani's POV: I held Dekomori in my arms, not wanting to let go just yet. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks immediately, "Well yeah I am, thanks faker." The shortie spat, and I groaned in annoyance. "You should be thanking me, I could've let you faceplant on the floor!" I snapped back, not wanting to deal with this brat any longer. Dekomori suddenly hugged me, I felt my heart beat once again. "T-Thank you f-fake Summer..." She mumbles, nuzzling closer to me. 'When did she get so affectionate?'
