You watch him with a confused face.
"Goshiki, what do you mean?"
"You should try out for the girls' volleyball club!"
You sigh as you have no idea of how a game of volleyball is played, neither are you able to do all the stuff on the court as required.
"Goshiki, the only time I've ever played volleyball was in PE. No, of course I won't."
His smile quickly shoots down and he goes back inside the room with a sluggish posture. Bruh what the- Why would I join a sport I've barely tried before?
You walk into the room again and sit down; ready for the next lesson to start.
"Ow Shirabu- ah... stop- please, wait, go slower- AH! No!!""Quiet down!!!"
You clench your fists and bury your face in them; trying to relax your body.
"You're really stiff, you should do your stretches more often" Shirabu says and lets you go.
You're laying down on the floor and he sits down on his bed. As he scrolls through his phone, you watch him closely. Should I ask him?
"Shirabu?"
"What is it?"
"You know the other day, when that dude walked in on me changing and all that?"
He lifts his head up and slightly blushes while looking away from you.
"I said I was sorry."
"No, it's not about that.. Uh, do you have his number?"
"... Why do you want to know?"
"I just want to thank him. He helped me a ton when going to the school nurse and all!!!" You slightly blush while looking away.
"I don't know if I'm allowed to give out his number to you. Just ask him yourself."
Ugh, this dude?! Is he for real? I will shove a fucking melon covered in sandpaper up his turdy a-
"...Do you remember when I walked in on you and that girl two weeks ago?"
He almosts drops his phone and gives you a glare.
"W-what about it?!?!?!?!"
"Remember how you said you'd do something for exchange if I didn't tell anyone about it?"
He murmurs under his breath, and what you can hear are not beautiful choices of words.
"Fine, I'll give you his number."
"Thank you."
You sure are not excited or happy about anything.
He sends you a contact named "Ugly setter" which you put in your contacts too. Why that name? I don't think he looked all that bad. Though not as cute as Goshiki.
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East of Japan - Semi Eita
Teen FictionSEQUEL OUT!!! You had given up. Everything and everyone sucked, you were tired of it all. Having to transfer schools your second year to some place on the other side of the country, to some fancy little brat school. From a place where you felt warm...