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"[ surname ]!" A dark purple-haired called out, making you turn in the direction. He had black eyeglasses and a friendly demeanor.

Your eyes lit up, remembering his name. "Aren Kuboyasu, am I right?" you questioned, tilting your head to the side.

"Precisely." He nodded, catching up to his own breathing.

His actions made you worried. "Are you okay? You seem.. tired?" You asked out of concern, unbeknownst to what to do.

"I'm fine. I've been running around the school campus to look for you." He responded with a slight smile. "Sorry to worry you." As he continued to speak, he paused for a second. "I was wondering if you— Umm— You play good, in sports, I mean. Could you please teach me?" He gulped as he stated.

'Straight to the point. I like it.' You beamed to yourself.

"No problem with that!" You answered, making his smile wider, "But.. my schedule is quite tight at the moment. Hmm, let's see." You raised your hand slightly to your view, trying to check if you have a free schedule.

An idea popped into your head. Since exams are over since this afternoon, the student councils have one week to prepare for the upcoming festival. "After the school festival, how about that?" You scratched the back of your head awkwardly in hopes he would agree.

"Yes, no problem with that." He approved, forming a thumbs up. "I'm glad, thank you, Aren-kun!" With that, he also bidded his thank you and goodbye before walking away.

'I'm just going to teach him the basics. If he already knows about that, then I'll teach him my techniques.' You pondered, mentally talking to no one but yourself.

Little did you know you said those words out loud.

"Teach who what?" A voice asked from behind, startling you. "Huh— What?!" You exclaimed, kicking the person by instinct.

"Ow, ow! Geez.." The person groaned, rubbing the spot where you had kicked them. Your eyes widened the moment you noticed it was Toritsuka.

Behind him was Kusuo and a wild-willow-haired girl. "Oh, Kusuo!" your mood changed from murderous to a happy one. He only nodded in return while the girl beside him had a huge smile planted on her face.

"I'm Aiura Mikoto, a friend of Kusuo! But that doesn't matter. You're [ full name ], right?! You're so cute! Are you Kusuo's girlfriend?" The willow-haired girl greeted, her chest bouncing as she jumped in excitement.

"Soon!—"

"No."

You noticed she was staring at something behind you. You decided to look around as well and saw nothing. "Your aura is pretty good." She mumbled, pointing at your face.

You raised your brows slightly in confusion. "I am a psychic. I can see the future, and I can read people's aura." She paused for a second, "Oh! I can also locate people."

You chuckled, "is it just me, or does psychics revolve around me?" You joked, pointing at Toritsuka then at Aiura. "Don't tell me Saiki is a psychic too?"

You were the only one laughing at your joke, which made the atmosphere awkward. Your eyes widened once you noticed them looking at you with a concerned face.

"Wait... don't tell me—"

"I'm not. Ha, ha. Nice joke." He forcibly let out, rolling his eyes. 'If she gets suspicious, I can just erase her memory.' Kusuo pondered, now thinking of 101 solutions to avoid any more fuss about his abilities.

'There's only one way to reverse this situation. And that is...!' His eyes lit up, a creepy smile on his face. "You okay?" Toritsuka questioned the moment he noticed him staring off at a distance.

"[ surname ], I don't think psychics are real. These two might be frauds." He bluntly said, referring to the purple-haired medium and the willow-haired fortune teller. 'Please cooperate.' Kusuo mentally said, sending his voice directly inside the head of the two.

You simply shrugged at his conclusion. You couldn't say you agree. "Psychics may be or may not be real. But if ever they were, I'll do my best to keep them feel loved. Like Toritsuka here, for example, he has abilities that others don't. Surely, he'll feel out of place?" You paused for a second, gulping.

You glanced at Toritsuka, who was frowning slightly. "Tori, I'm not saying that you're a fraud. It's just— I'm not interested in supernatural things. That's all, I guess." You added, giving the three a close-eyed smile.

The people in front of you were touched—Kusuo included, though he didn't show it. To him, he supposes asking you to be his friend wasn't a wrong choice after all.

"The atmosphere is suddenly tense. Something wrong?" You questioned, slightly tilting your head to the side.

"I'm really touched by your words [ nickname ]." Aiura sobbed, wrapping her arms around you. 'Kusuo, please marry her. She's the right woman for you.' She stated inside her head, hoping that the pink-haired would hear her.

'Marry her?' Kusuo answered, emphasizing the word 'her' as he looked away. 'As if.' He scoffed, making Aiura frown.

"[ surname ]-chan... Can I hug you too?" Toritsuka mumbled, sounding like an uwu girl.

You looked at him and bit your inner cheek. He was scared of touching any part of your body because the last time he did that, he ended up in the hospital. "Yeah, I guess." You slightly nodded in which Toritsuka responded by welcoming himself in your arms.

"Hey! I was hugging her first!" Aiura grumbled, pulling you away from the purple-haired.

"I met her first!" He spat out, pulling you back.

"Nooo, me and [ name ]-chan will be besties!"

"Over my dead body!"

"I hugged [ nickname ]-chan first!!"

"But I became her friend first!"

The two continued arguing, you were struggling to get out of their grip. Kusuo watched, annoyed as ever. This has been going on for two minutes now.

"She's mine!"

"No way, big boobs, she's mine!"

"No, mine!"

"Mine only!"

"Hell, no! She's mine and mine alone!"

"[ Surname ] belongs to.." A voice grumbled. Suddenly, you felt someone grab your collar from the back and pull you away from the two. "..neither of you." He added.

His voice made you blush. "She's not an object." He bluntly added, looking bored at their eyes.

"You're right. Sorry Ku—"

"Big boobs started it!"

"No, I didn't ?!!! You started it!!"

"But $/8%?@1 !!!"

"Okay, but what if Kusuo pulled [ name ] away because he also wanted her to hug him?" Aiura smirked as she changed the topic. She knew arguing with Toritsuka would do her no good.

"..In your dreams." Kusuo responded, a slight scowl planted on his face.

Both Toritsuka and Aiura grinned like an idiot. "Come on! Don't be a pussy! Do it!" They said in sync. Kusuo only rolled his eyes before pinching the bridge of his nose.

You were expecting him to hug you.

But you were disappointed because he walked off.

'Guess I'll keep dreaming then.' You mentally chuckled, trying to hide your disappointment away by masking up your pain.

'Don't expect me to wake you up, [ surname ].' While walking back to their classroom, Kusuo had a smile planted on his face—a genuine one. He wanted to hug you, but it felt inappropriate. He didn't know why. He'd rather waste the opportunity than touch a woman.

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wrote this during history😭😭also, i would like to say sorry if there are some people i offended with this chapter <33