Y/N POV:
The class was extremely boring. I already learned all of this stuff by doing Kumon (A/N: Kumon is basically just a service that makes you study a shit ton extra).
After the periods ended, it was lunch time.
This is the part I'm going to hate the most, going to the cafeteria. I forgot my lunch at home, so I got to go buy a meal. I could bet anyone that someone was going to ask me to eat with them, I just want to go get my lunch and eat in peace.
I entered the cafeteria and went unnoticed for a bit. As soon as I got my food, I tried bolting out of the cafeteria when I was intercepted by a cute girl.
This is the last thing I wanted.
"Um, are you Y/N-kun?" the girl politely asked.
I felt people staring at us. There was some muttering as well.
"Y/N is talking to her??? She's the most popular girl in the school."
"That lucky bastard."
"I'm so jealous."
Now that's a lot of f**king pressure. If she asks me to eat with her, how do I respond without insulting her?
"Yes, I am." I uninterestedly replied.
After a moment, she continued on, "Would you like to eat with me?"
At this point I knew it was bullshit. She probably wanted to eat with me only because of how I looked. If I looked different, she likely wouldn't have cared.
"No thanks," I stated, while walking past her.
I hurried to the exit to make sure I wouldn't draw any further attention. I made my way to the back of the school, in hopes of find a quiet spot to enjoy my lunch. I actually found this neat spot, but someone left their sweater here.
I was too hungry to even think about the sweater. I popped on my Airpods and blasted my favorite playlist (A/N: if this was me, I would be playing BMTH, but imagine the playlist you want).
I ate my food so fast that people would think I'm the reincarnation of Matt Stonie.
(A/N: This the MF I'm referencing.)
As I was about to leave, I realized who's sweater it is.
I think it's Hayasaka-san. I'm pretty sure she was wearing it during our summer interaction. I should probably give it to her.
I got up and started to look for Hayasaka-san.
Hayasaka's POV:
Shit, I took off my sweater this morning but I forgot to pick it up. I know I left it in that spot near the back of the school.
After I ate lunch with my friends, I quickly walked to where I was sure I left my sweater.
No luck.
Damn, if someone picked it up, it's likely gone forever. I don't lose things, so this is a first for me.
I headed back to the classroom. I couldn't help but feel slightly defeated. I was about to reach my classroom when I bumped into someone.
I looked up and it was Y/N-kun? That's surprising.
I noted that he dropped one of his Airpods, so I picked it up and placed it into my pocket. I'll just give it to him after.
"Y/N-kun? Do you need something?"
"Hey, is this your sweater?" he asked, as he held out my sweater.
"Yes!" I exclaimed.
I realized how I sounded. I let my emotions take over, I got to switch back to my other personality.
"Um, yes, it's mine, thank you." I calmly responded. "How did you know it was mine? You've never seen me wear it."
"You were wearing it during our summer interaction." Y/N chuckled.
I tool the sweater out of his hand and just continued to walk back to the class. I couldn't help but feel slightly touched that he remembered such a small detail.
"Y/N, why did you help me?"
"Hm?"
"During the summer..."
"Oh, it's because it seemed like you needed help." he said, as he was slightly smiling.
I walked away and avoided Y/N for the rest of the day. I don't know why, but I couldn't look at him without feeling nervous.
* * *
After school, I got home and tended to Kaguya-sama for the entire day.
After taking a bath, I laid in my bed and stuck my face into my pillow. I don't know why, but my heart was racing. I really couldn't stop thinking about him.
Kaguya-sama walked into the room as I was screaming in my pillow.
"Hayasaka? Are you okay?"
"Um, y-yeah, I'm fine."
I'm very flustered right now.
"Oh? You look embarrassed Hayasaka." Kaguya said, with a smug look on her face. "Are you in love?"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA," I screamed internally.
There is no way that it's love.
Y/N POV:
I must admit, after thinking about our second interaction, it's crazy how fast she can swap personalities. I can tell she's faking her personality though.
Also, I think she took the Airpod that I dropped.
A/N: Made the chap shorter today. Hope you enjoyed it. I don't mind constructive criticism at all!