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     "Oh Tsuki-san!" You exclaimed. Tsuki finished reading the note:

I love the way you hair swings when you walk
I love your bright, bright smile
I love the way you talk to me, chin up and sweet
What I'm trying to say is
I love you

You smiled brightly and looked up at him. He had a grin plastered on his face, his glasses were glaring off the sun. He looked down at you and smiled brighter. "I love you." He said. He took the hand with the paper and put it behind your head, and with the other he put against your lower back.

     "Tsuk-" He Interrupted you with a passionate kiss. He did not let go until you both needed air. A little moan escapes you as you breathe in oxygen. "Will you be my girlfriend?" He asks, his mouth still close to yours. You touch his smooth, blond hair and whisper, "Of course, Tsuki-san." He kissed you again, moving his hands all over your body. He picked you up, still kissing you, and smiled into the kiss.

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     After a year of dating, things have been going for the worst. Tsuki hasn't been going on dates and hasn't really been talking to you in general. But when you came to visit him, you wish you hadn't.

     "Do you want to come over tonight?" You asked Tsuki. He made a 'tch' sound and glared at you. "No thank you." He leaned against the wall, looking through his phone. "I got to go to the bathroom." He said, leaving his phone on the trash can beside him. When he left, you took the chance to look through his phone. You felt guilty but you really wanted to know why he had changed.

     Scrolling through his messages, you found a message to an unknown number, it said:

Unknown Number: We still on for tonight? ;)
Tsuki: Yeah. Come to my house, my parents aren't home. <3
Unknown Number: What about your girlfriend, won't she be there?
Tsuki: No, I haven't been talking to her in a while. I still like you better. ;)
Unknown Number: Of course you do! ;)

You hurried, turned his phone off, and placed it right where it was. You heard his footsteps echoing in the bathroom so you dashed around the hallways and down a flight of stairs. Your heart pounded and tears streamed down your face. How could he? You thought. What did I do to him that made him cheat on me?

You put your head down, still running, and kept running until you ran into something. Whatever it was, it sent your flying onto your butt. You rubbed your head and saw a boy with brown hair and eyes. He smiled and stood up, offering you a hand. His windbreaker read 'Aoba Josai' which was bizarre because you went to Karasuno. You looked into his eyes, took his hand, and wiped away your tears.

     "T-Thank you..." You said. He smiled brightly. "What's wrong with you?" He giggled, "You seem like you'd always happy with that cute face of yours." You were still crying but you smiled. "T-Thank you, whatever your name is, but today is just t-terrible." He looked down and shook his head.

     He hooked his arm around yours and proclaimed: "Let me take you out! You need a pick-me-up!" He winked cutely and led the way, stealing glances at you every now and then to see if you were still crying. Even though you were crying, you could not adjust to the sweetness of a stranger.

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     "What did you say your name was?" The brunette asked. A big, bright smile was plastered against his face. "I didn't say, but I'm [L/N] [F/N]." Before he introduced himself, a waiter came forth. He consulted with the waiter which went as said: "What would you recommend?" The boy asked. The waiter held out his notebook. "Well, the German Chocolate cake is our best, but what tastes do you both enjoy?" The boy smiled widely and said, "Pick out the prettiest cake for the both of us," he then looked at you, "All for the prettiest girl."

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