It seems that the world is preparing for its imminent cessation. Indeed, it's far from common that a peculiar extrovert with a secret passion for otome novels on the one hand and an eccentric shut-in, a professional in all game genres, except for so...
❑ :: you won't be able to proceed without answering the question!
⌜ What's with this sudden pounding in the main heroine's chest?⌝
✎﹏﹏ Type your answer here
"The hell?!" Idia cursed, ruffling his hair in pure anger. "They had tea together not so long ago, maybe it was poisoned, how should I know?!"
"Oh..." Yuu avoided her gaze from the display. "I guess I have a suggestion about what this is about... But."
She giggled, getting on her legs and pressing her index finger to her lips.
"It's a secret! You must upgrade your social skills in order to unlock the answer, hehe~" she teased him, grabbing her plush bag and leaving Idia startled. "Sorry, it's just getting late, I must be back. We have tests soon, I need to concentrate on them too..."
"A-ah, yeah, o-okay, sure," he mumbled, trying his best to ignore this unfamiliar feeling of... disappointment growing in his chest when he realized she had to leave so soon. "Urgh, actually wait... May I have your contact info at least? To know when will you come over next time."
"Ah yeah, right! Here's my phone number. I'll send you an edit I made a bit later."
"Y-yeah, thank you, and here's mine... See you tomorrow then?"
"Yes, good night!"
She made her way to the door, lacing up her sneakers in a complete awkward silence. Yuu smiled at him, trying to get rid of this sudden embarrassment lingered between them, and actually did well, as Idia smiled back at her, corners of his lips twitching cutely.
A loud pounding in her chest reminded her of the main heroine's one, and Yuu blushed, trying to cover her cheeks with her hair tips, embarrassment growing with every second possible.
"Thank you for today! See you!"
With that she headed to the Hall of Mirrors, Idia's gaze followed her until she disappeared behind a wall in the Ignihyde hallway.
Idia closed the door and felt very weak in his legs, sinking to the floor and covering his face with his hands, tips of his hair flickering wildly with bright pink.
What the hell. No, actually, what the hell.
Her floral perfume still lingered in his room, so unfitting and uncommon, but not unwelcome. It was sweet and calming, but Idia felt it through his skin, as if her scent was everywhere, drilling onto him all at once, overwhelming and confusing. Oh Sevens, and what's with that impetuous increased heart rate?!
When he was finally able to recollect himself, a notification sound from his phone rang in his room.
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Not so kewt as you, Yuu wanted to say.
You will be the death of me, he wanted to say.
ー☆ notes
[1] - Taeyeon - what do I call you [2] - reference to an existing korean ramen brand named buldak [3] - reference to Mystic Messenger's 707
