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The moon is beautiful, isn't it? || Yuta

About : Yuta x Reader

Genre : Tiniest of angst, slow burn, fluff!

Words : 6.5K+ words (Can ya'll believe this story originally had 15K+ words? ya'll I'm wildin')

Note : 月が綺麗ですね or tsuki ga kirei desu ne translates to "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" But that phrase doesn't literally mean "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" in Japanese. It actually means "I love you". Swearings, mentions of blood, and drinking! Also, kouhai usually means someone who's younger (underclassmen), senpai is someone who's older (Upperclassmen)

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Nakomoto Yuta is either dense or just plain dumb.

Maybe both.

Almost everyone knows what this Japanese phrase means. But somehow he doesn't? You're a bit disappointed but somewhat happy at the same time. You can now confess subtly without that airhead knowing what you actually said.

Your crush on this man started in high school.

You were searching for your classmate who accidentally took your notes instead of his when he panicked about being late for club activities. You overheard him saying something about soccer. Thinking that he might be in the soccer club, you headed to the soccer field immediately.

You made your presence known to the coach that stood near the bench and asked for permission to speak to one of the members. The coach nodded and asked for the name. When he called out your friend's name, he came jogging towards you with knitted eyebrows. You told him that he took the wrong notebook and he apologized before walking towards his gym bag, rummaging through it before taking out your notebook. He apologized once more and you forgave him.

Before you could even thank him and bid goodbye, you were suddenly hit by something hard in the face, right between your eyebrows and just above your nose. Being unprepared for the impact, you stumbled backward and fell to the grass. Lucky for you, the grass helped soften your fall. You couldn't open your eyes for a few moments, the pain was too great and you felt a harsh headache spreading from your forehead to the back of your head. You could hear footsteps coming towards you and your friend even yelled in shock, calling your name to see if you were conscious.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, are you okay?"

"Nakamoto! Language!"

"Shit, sorry coach- I mean- fuck!"

You sat up slowly, a hand holding your arm to help you. The boys that surrounded you back away a little to give you space. You hissed in pain and took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. You most definitely do NOT want to cry in front of them. The cause of those tears was mostly because you were startled by the sudden impact. The pain slowly subsided and you were able to open your eyes. But the second you opened them you were a bit surprised that a lot of boys were surrounding you.

They all wore worried faces but the most terrified looking was the one who was beside you. You've seen his face around school a lot but you couldn't remember his name.

"Are you okay? Can you see clearly?" He asked,

"Um... yeah... I'm fine." Just as you answered his question, you felt something trickling down your nose. The boy in front of you felt like his soul left his body as the other boys behind him let out gasps.