Day 3: Classmate
He knew it from the beginning.
That they were supposed to be just classmates, but in the end, he didn't give a fuck about it.
And he never would.
Niou looked through the window, wondering what he would do today. Normally he would already have a plan and everything, but today everything felt just off.
As if something wasn't supposed to be.
Turning his gaze to the front, red-pink hair made it's way into his vision. Without noticing, Niou kept starring, unable to turn his gaze away.
"Niou… Niou!"
His eyes widened a bit, but calmed down as fast.
"Really, this was so unlike you," Marui muttered.
"Yeah, it's more like you after all."
"Hey!" Marui blushed, a bit embarrassed.
Niou smirked, satisfied to make Marui blush.
"Anyways… What's up with you? You don't seem like usual today."
Blinking, the trickster gazed at his classmate. 'He did notice?' The silver haired asked himself.
"If… If you want to talk… Just say so… I mean we're teammates after all," The sweet lover mumbled and looked to the side, to hid his blush.
"Yeah… Teammates," Niou too looked away.
Yes, they were teammates, not classmates.
Suddenly he started to smirk, surprising Marui, who observed him.
But soon, Niou swore, they'll be so
much more than that.
