ため野矢の: Because of Noya

誤解する Misunderstand

At the moment, I remember I was incapable of thinking about anything expect for my blurred vision that restricted me from focusing on whatever was in front of my line of sight
Or...
On top of me for that matter.
I groaned as I idly closed my eyes, defeated at the thought of my weak willpower to even try to focus my fragile orbs for a mere minute.

"Oi. Are you awake?"

At the sound of a sudden and familiar voice, my eyes snapped open immediately. Barely being able to see, I shot straight up from the previous comfortable position I was in.

"Hey! You should lay back down, it's not safe to get up after you were unco-"

"EEEEEEK!"

I let out a overly feminine squeal as I desperately tried to get the foreign hands suddenly placed upon my body off of me. Who in the world gave him or her the permission to do that?! Who is this, anyway?!

After a violent episode of panic and voices yelling over each other, I finally managed to throw the foreign hands off of me. Afterwards, I realized what an awkward and dangerous position I was in. Because of my frightened struggle, I was merely a few inches away from hitting a solid surface one again for the second time today.

But, something, or rather... Somebody managed to catch me this time before I redid the past action.

"OIII! Please calm down, will you?! I'm here to help you, not hurt you! Please don't hit me this time, for crying out loud!"

A mildly agitated but concerned voice said from behind my shoulder blade. Finally confirming that it was a boy I vaguely knew, I decided to calm down. I wasn't exactly trusting his word, but I figured it was a little bit polite to try not to viciously attack him this time. After all, he didn't really scream at me for trying to do so again.

But, the position we were in proved to be difficult for me not to shriek and flail as I did previously. The boy was hugging me against his thin frame fairly tightly, securing me in his supposed tiny arms. His hands clutched onto the back of my wispy white blouse, whereas I could almost feel his nails digging into my skin. Either the boy was genuinely worried for my safety, or I was just too heavy for his insubstantial demeanor. Still, a light blush creeped onto my cheeks and the bridge of my nose.

After a long and awkward silence as we were both in an extremely fraught position, possibly giving me time to calm down and reevaluate my thoughts, the boy unclutched his strong grip on my back and supported my weight on his tiny shoulder (it's wasn't the most comfortable situation at the current time, but it would do).

He then used one small hand to lift me up by my right shoulder, and the other to fiddle for something in his pocket (as far as I could see).

"Here."

He mumbled while awkwardly fixating a pair of thick glasses behind my ears and on my small nose. I could feel his breath tickle the top of my lip, indicating just how shamefully close we were to each other. I've never been this close to another boy.. No, another unrelated human being to say the least. What would my parents think of this?! Forget that, as if I would ever tell them! I refuse to believe this myself! Me, of all people!

But, I was frozen in place with utter embarrassment, fear, and insecurity. I could feel red pigments blossoming on my face in more places than regular now, possibly all over it. No matter how much I pleaded for my body to move, even twitch, it wouldn't respond. As of then, I felt like a complete ragdoll.

It was around then that I could finally see clearly in front of me (blinking a couple times did the job).

"N-Nishinoya-san?!"