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Kurihara's perspective


"So what did you guys call me out for?" I asked, walking in between the two Datekou boys. Futakuchi sighed. "For fun?"


Laughing, Kurihara pulled out a sweater from the large pocket of her bag. "Okay... fun. Sure."


"There it is."  Futakuchi whooped and hopped into the car parked in the school lot. "Kenji-kun, is this your car?" The younger boy laughed and shook his head. "No, I stole it from Kamasaki-senpai."


Aone stifled a grunt and Futakuchi rolled his eyes. "You're not his protector, you know." Kurihara spend the rest of the day shopping with Futakuchi and Aone. 


Meanwhile Konoha...


"Kaori... can I ask a favor?" Konoha walked up to the freckled girl. She turned around to meet Konoha with a frown. "No, I'm not helping you make Kuri-chan jealous. She's my best friend. I would never do that to her."


Konoha got on his knees and pleaded. "Oh but please...?"


"What are you even doing this for? She's madly in love with you already." Kaori narrowed her eyes at Konoha. "But she never hangs out with me." Konoha frowned. 


"Damn Konoha, you're completely whipped. But no, that's not reason enough. It'll break her heart— you're being too possessive." Kaori flipped her hair and walked away from him. Konoha caught up soon enough and sneezed on the poor girl on accident. "Konoha has the 'VID! Stay away from him!" Kaori screamed, running away.


Konoha scrunched his nose and laughed. "It was an accident! Someone was talking about me." Kaori was still running. "So you won't help me make Kuri-chan jealous?" He called, with both hands up against his mouth. "Hell no!" Her voice was fading away as she ran further away from Konoha.


He kicked a nearby rock. The scuttling noise of the rock came to an abrupt stop. Konoha watched the small rock land at someone's foot.


"Um, e-excuse me? I heard you wanted to make Kurihara-san jealous by hanging out with Kaori-san and it didn't go well..." A girl with black hair and white-blond dyed tips approached the wing spiker. "Uhh— yeah sorta."


She came a little closer to him and tapped his shoulder. "Maybe could help you instead?" 














a/n: sorry this chapter was so short aaaaaa i promise to do better please don't be disappointed in me— if i don't update in a week or so spam my mb


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