An Unhealthy Obsession

Rule Four

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(Y/N)'s Complete Guide to Achieving Success

Rule Four of Ten

'Don't let anyone get in your way'

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When Kakyoin walked into class that Tuesday morning he couldn't see you in your usual seat in the back row.

That was odd.

The red-head scoured the room, you still hadn't arrived, there wasn't a familiar (H/C) head amongst the rest of the form, who were mostly all there. And as usual were causing complete havoc, the classroom already in pieces.

The bell had rung several minutes ago, the corridor had been virtually barren when Kakyoin had strode through it just five minutes ago.

Where were you?

This wasn't normal.

Just as he was about to sit down next to your empty seat, he saw a familiar face appear in the doorway.

Two familiar faces.

You were smiling, hair and school uniform in pristine condition, clutching your school bag over your shoulder. Talking to the person next to you.

And that person had his arm around your waist, and was bashfully smiling along to the joke you had just made.

Kakyoin peered over nosily, who was that?

He didn't know you had a boyfriend.

And let alone that it was some guy from your class.

The two of you walked to his seat, the class looking over at you with interested stares, girls squealing and rushing over to you.

They fluttered around the table, smiling, blushing and congratulating you, shouting over to their friends and classmates on the other side of the room.

"Since when have you guys been a thing!?"

They surrounded you, fingers tapping your shoulders, pulling at your bag straps to try and gain your attention.

"So have you kissed yet?!"

You were about to open your mouth, when they all squealed yet again, pushing away your confused suitor to swarm you.

"Where did you meet?!"

"Who asked who?!"

"We should all go out together as a group this weekend! That sounds like a good idea doesn't it?"

"Saturday or Sunday which day works best for you?!"

"Aw, you'e so cute together!"

You smiled through gritted teeth, desperately trying to push your way to your seat through the crowd of floral smelling girls.

"I'll tell you all later, ok?"

You said as sweetly as you could without screaming.

Just the thought of any of those things made you want to....

Ew.

No.

"But what do you think? Which one's best? The number four bus or the number five, cause we'll need to leave early if we want to get to the beach..."

"Come on just tell us!? You've always acted like a nun, you can't just deny us this news!"

"Just a little bit! Please!"