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THE MOMENT THE BELL RANG, Jurine was out of her seat, bulldozing her way through. When she got to Nikoru's class, her eyes searched for that infamous head of golden yellow hair.
Several students sidestepped around her as Jurine scanned for Atsumu, but Nikoru found her first, hooking her arms around her.
"Juri! Did you miss me already?" Nikoru smiled. "You usually wait outside the classroom for-"
"Not now, Niko. I'm here for-You!" She cut herself off, seeing Atsumu was walking towards them, smiling like nothing was wrong.
"Baby! Did you miss me already? I'm touched," he said as he stopped before the cousins. He looked down at Nikoru. "Good to see- Ow, ow, ow, ow!" Atsumu's greeting cut off as Jurine pulled on his ear, forcing him to lower himself to her height.
Jurine burned daggers at him as she hissed, "You. Me. Talking. Now." Ignoring everyone watching, she dragged the cocky setter out of the room.
"Where are you going?" Nikoru asked as she jogged after them, a smile of amusement threatening to break her face. Jurine hardly ever showed emotion. Atsumu was the only one who was able to draw it out, even if it was her being pissed off. Nikoru found it amusing to watch. Though, she perhaps had a bit of a sadistic side.
"I'm going to dispose of his body. Don't follow me," she bit back.
Nikoru stopped in her tracks as she watched her cousin walk off. "Don't forget about lunch!"
Moving past the ogling eyes, and deaf to Atsumu's cries, she opened the door to the nearest janitor's closet, shoving him in with a kick to the ass.
"Get the fuck in there." She clicked on the light, locking the door behind them.
"Oooww, you know for a girl, you have a mean kick," Atsumu complained, rubbing his ass. "Have ya considered joining the soccer team?"
"Shut up, Ratsumu," she hissed, gritting her teeth. She stepped towards him, jabbing her finger in his chest as she went on, "Are you trying to piss me off in new ways?"
He tilted his head curiously. "What do you mean? You're the one who shoved me in here. I must say, I really like this side of you." Standing closer to him, Jurine had to tilt her head up to meet his gaze because of his height advantage. "If you wanted to have me to yourself, I'm all yours." He leaned towards her until their faces were centimeters apart, a confident smirk on his face. "You just had to ask."
She scoffed, lifting her hand up to flick his forehead with her middle finger. He let out a whimper. "What the fuck was that this morning?"
"You mean with Yui? If you're trying to thank me, you need to relearn the definition. God, are your limbs made of steel? I think a bump is gonna form on my head," he pouted.
"I hardly flicked you, big baby. And why in the hell would I thank you?" Jurine stepped back, looking around the room as she pushed her bangs up when she massaged her temple. "Why would you tell people we're dating? My life is complicated enough without you fucking shit up further."
