Rośe stares at me weirdly before collecting her books into her hands.

We still had like seven minutes before class started.

I look around the hallway at the people who were either on their phones sitting, talking with others, or eating food from the schools cafe.

But what stood out was...

Lisa.

Walking this way.

What do I do?

What do I do!

I quickly look away at Rośe who was once again staring at me with suspicion.

After a minute, I don't see her pass by and I get a little curious.

But not even a second later, I feel my hand being grabbed and I am being turned around.

I look up to see Lisa grinning down at me.

"Hey." She says.

She had that casual bad girl look with her bangs from her face.

And as in face I mean FOREHEAD.

It looked lazily done but at the same time freakin amazing.

She had just a plain white t-shirt and black jeans on, it was literal perfection.

Oh god I'm swooning.

"Hi." I say, nervously I may add.

She doesn't let go of my hand, which I don't mind.

What I do mind though is I could almost FEEL the fangirl radiating off of Rośe in waves.

"I have boxing after school, I was wondering if you wanted to come?" She asks looking at me straight in my eyes.

I nod my head at her while still smiling. "I'd love too." I say still smiling.

She gives me a wide smile, her pearly white teeth showing. "Good, oh and you're sitting with us at lunch right?"

"I wouldn't want to sit anywhere else."

"Awesome -..."

"But on one condition." I say, her grin falters a little bit.

"Can Rośe sit with us too?" I smile and look back at Rośe giving her a wink.

She stares at me wide eyed but doesn't say anything.

"Yeah sure." Lisa says.

I look over her shoulder to see Ryujin walking down the hall.

"I got to go, see you soon." She says, she lets go of my hand. But before she walked off, she swooped down and kissed my cheek.

I blush as I watch her walk off.

Three...

Two...

One...

"What was that!!!!!" I turn around to see Rośe wide eyed.

"Surprise?" I say with jazz hands trying to hide my, I'm afraid of death face.

"You... her... when.. huh??!" She huffs.

"Sorry?"

Suddenly..

She screams.

Loudly.

I flinch back as half of the people in the hallway look over at her.

Before she can gush anymore, I put my hand over her mouth.

"Are you mad?" I ask.

She stops squealing and removes my hand from her mouth.

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