How We Met (Taiyou Kobayashi x reader)

Chapter Four: Everywhere

(Y/N) POV:

He had an effect on me, whether it was good or bad depended on what he did but no matter what, it left an impression.

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Monday December 17th

I haven't seen Taiyou since that incident in the closet, yet I can hear him everywhere. His whispers of I'm sorry rang in my head with every thought.

"God, when will this go away!?" I called out as I sat in my seat for my 4pm drawing and painting class.

"What do you wish to leave Savior?" A voice called from under a jacket next to me.

I jumped at the voice, one I knew almost too well. When I turned to face it, their head was on the desk with a jacket draped over. Even like that, I knew who it was.

It couldn't actually be him, he doesn't take this class at the same time I do.

"Great, first I'm hearing him, now I'm imagining him." I sighed.

"You hear my voice when I'm not here hm?" The jacket came off to reveal the fluffy red hair and tired golden eyes I've seen too much.

Or maybe it could.

I gently ruffled his hair, "Oh fuck it's real." I stared at him in silence before giving him a slight nod. "Morning sunshine boy."

Taiyou yawned and smiled, "Good morning Savior! So, why're you thinking of me? Not that I'm complaining, I have that effect on people." He playfully winked at me.

"Dude do you like... ever sleep at night? You're always asleep when I find you."

"Yeah I sleep at night, but you can never get enough sleep."

"Pretty sure you ca-"

"Never." Taiyou stared straight into my eyes to convince me.

"Got it, never. Why are you in this class again?" I looked through my backpack for a notebook.

He awkwardly chucked, "About that, guess who transferred to this class!"

I stopped and turned to look at him. "You didn't..."

"I did!"

I lightly hit his shoulder, "Taiyou what the hell!"

"Are you not happy?" He played the puppy eyes, who could turn him down?

"Fine fine, I'm happy."

"Yay!" Taiyou sprung up in a quick hug, leading to glares from girls around.

I gently pushed his face away from my side. The glares intensified as Taiyou got more comfortable with me, talking to me and laughing. They're not really of any importance to me though, jealous fangirls if anything.

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