I still remember third of December
Me in your sweater, you said it looked it better,
On me, than it did you, only if you knew
How much I liked you,
"Mori-kun! Jeez, it's cold, please close the windows!" The h/cette muttered annoyingly, looking at the brunette who was staring at his game for like, an hour already.
"You're such a baby, here!" The brunette takes off his sweater, throwing it on your face. "Cha' happy already? Just, keep it..." The lad muttered, looking at the lass.
'He smells like roses..."
But I watch your eyes
As she walks by
"Isn't Lev's sister cute?" Morisuke stammered, looking at the grey-haired female. The lass beside him felt a sting of jealously, glaring at the woman.
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerized
While I die
"Yaku-kun, let's look at the-" The lass was cut off as she looked at Alisa and Morisuke laughing together, sitting on a bench, with their hands entwined. The lass felt heartbroken, as she goes to wander off to the cherry blossoms alone.
Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
"Okay, truth or dare, Yaku-kun!" F/N said, looking at him with a sinister grin, assuming she was thinking of something peculiarly embarassing. "Dare! I pick dare, truth is just for babies!" The brunette stammered arrogantly.
"I dare you to kiss Y/N-chan!" F/N chuckled, looking at you, as your face tinted with rosy hues. "H-Hey, w-why m-" You were cut off by a gentle kiss planted on your lips.
'I'm not even pretty...'
You gave her your sweater
It's just polyester
You watched from afar as Yaku gave Alisa his sweater, slightly chuckling at him of how tight it is. You felt your heart break, looking at the two.
'It's just polyester, its just cheap.'
But you like her better
Wish I were Alisa
"Y/N? Y/N L/N?"
"OI, Y/N!" The lad screamed, glaring at you. "I'm sorry." You muttered, looking at the ground you were walking on. "Hey, give me your phone." Yaku muttered, grabbing your phone from your grasp.
"H-Hey, give me back my phone! I-" You pleaded. You were now doomed, he saw your lockscreen which was Yaku when you were kids, the third of December when he gave you his sweater.
You felt exposed. You wanted to cry. You felt embarassed. You wanted to kill someone, but you felt bad for Lev.
You felt someone grab one of your airpods, which you looked at Yaku who put it on his ear. "Heather? You won't be listening to this trash anymore, Y/N."
"H-Hey, it's not tra-" You were cut off by his lips which was against yours. You kissed back instantly, pushing the brunette deeper into the kiss.
He pulled away, grabbing your phone and throwing it on the river.
"YAKU, WHY DID YOU-"
"I LOVE YOU, Y/N, CATCH ME IF YOU CAN-"
