[ third person ]
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On a bright, beautiful Wednesday morning, the birds chirped quietly as they sat on the power lines above. People walked along the sidewalk, making their way to the high school that was beginning to fill with students. The time for class to begin was nearing, making them move a little faster than usual.
You could consider it a peaceful morning if it wasn't for Miki and Tsukishima who were arguing inside the classroom alone.
"Why did you do that, you stupid idiot?!" Miki whisper-shouted as she angrily pointed at the part of her neck that was colored dark purple. "I look like I got fucking yoinked in the neck!"
Tsukishima shrugged, "I was trying to get rid of Suzumiya-san's hickey."
"By making it even worse?" Miki asked incredulously as she neared the boy, showing him how bad the hickey was. "I was almost murdered by my father for it, you ass!"
Tsukishima held his hands up in defense, only feeling a teeny bit of remorse in his body. "You didn't push me away. Didn't you also call me by my given na-"
Miki smacked a hand over his mouth, blushing furiously at the memory. Not only did I call out his given name, I fucking grabbed his hair like it was normal.
The door suddenly slid open to reveal a few of their classmate who had just arrived. Their eyes widened when they saw Miki and Tsukishima in the back of the classroom.
Oh fuck.
"M-Morning, guys! I was just-" Miki's cheery greeting was cut off by the students having mixed reactions.
"Damn, bruh, I should've Kimura-san and Tsukishima-san were dating!" A boy hollered as he handed over ten dollars to another male who grinned triumphantly.
A female nodded, beaming happily. "Yup! They were always flirting, so I just knew they were dating!"
H-Huh?
"Congrats! Took you guys long enough! The sexual tension was CRAZY!" The male who sat in front of Miki said with a cheeky smile as he patted her shoulder. Right after, he held up his hand and bowed. "Ah, sorry, Tsukishima-san. Didn't mean to touch your girlfriend."
"Uh, it's fine?" Tsukishima replied, slightly confused by the suddenness of their classmates.
"We heard from Hinata-kun from Class 1 that you guys were dating but we didn't believe until we saw it!" The female exclaimed, clasping her hands together happily. "I'm so happy for you guys!"
Miki laughed awkwardly, "A-Ah, thank you, Hirano-san."
As students began to fill the room, Miki turned to Tsukishima who stood up to go to his seat. A vein nearly bursted in her forehead when he blatantly ignored her. This motherfucker-
Class began and Tsukishima was unable to focus. His eyes kept darting over at Miki who sat across the room. Her uniform was perfectly hiding the hickey on her neck that no one knew of.
Tsukishima himself didn't even understand the reason why he did that last night. After being around Miki for so long, he had sort of lost any sense of space since they both naturally gravitated towards one another when in each other's presence.
It probably wasn't a good idea to do the same thing Hiroki did to her in the same day. But for some reason, when he saw that bruise on her neck that given to her by another guy, it pissed him off. He wanted to overwrite Hiroki's mark. Not that he'd ever let Miki know that because she'd probably clown him for it.
Tsukishima's eyes slightly widened when the female turned to him, quirking a brown in his direction. His mind didn't even have the chance to think of anything to do before her attention was stolen by the male sat beside her.
He couldn't hear what they were talking about, but something about her expression was off putting. Nowadays, he couldn't tell what was real or fake anymore. It was troublesome.
A bright smile spread across her lips as a small laugh escaped her mouth. She reached over, gently hitting the boy's arm as they laughed together.
What's up with her?
Boy, the question is what's up with you?
[ t i m e s k i p ]
Throughout the day, Tsukishima's nerves have been through the roof as he watched Miki socialize with a bunch of male students in just one day of school. She was like a magnet, drawing in males from other classes.
The female never failed to greet them with a smile, helping with them with whatever they needed.
Was the Tsukishima Kei getting jealous?
"No."
Everyone in his class turned around, glancing at Tsukishima who had audibly voiced his disagreement with his internal question. The blond's expression turned flat as he rose a brow at everyone who looked his way. They quickly turned away from him, avoiding his cold eyes.
It's the last class of the day. I just wanna go home already.
Miki giggled, shooting him a snooty little smile that only Tsukishima understood.
He rolled his eyes, turning away from the female who was surely going to make fun of him later when she had the chance.
Ugh, whatever. He chose to leave the thinking and analyzing for later. Right now, he should only think about class and getting out of here when the bell rings.
"Your projects are due in exactly three weeks. Be sure to get them done quickly and practice your English." The teacher reminded, pointing at the students who looked away guiltily. "I hope you started on your projects already."
That reminds me. Tsukishima and Miki had never really gotten far with the questions. They had at least six questions left to answer.
After class came to an end, Tsukishima and Miki walked down the hall as they both made their way to the gym.
"We can finish the questions another day. I have no club today, so I'm going home early." Miki explained as she rummaged through her bag, trying to find her umbrella to shield herself from the rain. "I left my umbrella at home."
Hinata ran past her, shoving an umbrella into her hand. "Bye, Miki! You can give it back tomorrow!"
Miki held the umbrella, slightly stunned by his sudden appearance. "Ah, thanks, Shōyō." Turning to Tsukishima, she pursed her lips with wide eyes, "Where'd he come from?"
The blond shrugged.
"Also, I heard from a teacher that Sugihara-san moved schools. He completely just dropped everything and left." Miki's expression morphed into a mischievous look. "Serves him fucking right."
When the boy didn't respond to her words, she glanced over at him with raised eyebrows. "Tsukishima?"
The boy simply glanced over at her, unaware of his furrowed brows and sharp eyes.
"Uh, are you mad?"
Are you jealous?
"No." He turned on his heels, walking off in the direction of the gym.
Miki tilted her head to the side, "What was that?"
[ a/n : ik things are all wack in this chapter and things are going in a weird direction but this'll really go along with the next chapter! i start school tomorrow so i probably won't update tomorrow (or maybe i might late at night) so wait for me!! i love you guys ♡('∀' ) ]