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Timing: Phoenix's college years. (After Turnabout Memories)
-----------------------------PHOENIX'S POV
"(Y/n)?"
Silence.
"Not again. Phoenix, can you go and find (Y/n) please?" I nodded and stood up walking out of the classroom in search of my best friend. This was the fifth time this week that she'd skipped class. I knew where she would be, due to the fact that she preferred to study alone rather than coming to class. I walked to the library and opened the door, eventually finding her.
"(Y/n)."
She didn't look up, "Hm?"
"(Y/n), you're skipping class again."
"So?" she replied still looking down at the book she had in her hand.
"(Y/n), this is bad. You need to come to class."
"Then why aren't you there?"
"The teacher sent me to find you."
"Well, go back and tell them you found me and leave me here," she spoke slamming her book shut and standing up. Approaching me, she wrapped her arms around my neck, "Aww, you're all flustered, cute!" She broke away and sat back down, "Now leave me in peace."
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This carried on for a while, every day, (Y/n) wouldn't come to class and every day I'd be sent to find her. It got to the point where I'd go to the library after class and bring her the work from each class. Everyone misunderstood and feared her apart from me. This was because I had actually fallen for her.
"Phoenix?"
"(Y/n)!"
"Why are you so jumpy? Also, why are you so red?" she asked wrapping her arms around my neck again.
"N-No reason!"
"Phoenix, what is it? Tell me. Come on. Does it have something to do with this?" she asked leaning up before pecking me on the cheek. My face lit up bright red and she giggled, "I'll take that as 'You have a crush on me'. Is that a correct assumption?"
"Y-Yes, it is."
She smiled and leaned up, kissing me again. This time, I reacted by wrapping my arms around her waist and kissing her back.
"I love you, troublemaker."
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Sorry it's short and sorry if this isn't up to the requesters expectations.
