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Option 2: Passionate

"This whole festival is so stupid…" Mikoto mumbled under hs breath as he was lying on his back on the rooftop of the school. He looked up to the sky, puffing out the smoke of his cigarette.

"At least, your crush looks dashing in that butler uniform," Izumo said teasingly, sitting next to Mikoto.

Mikoto only turned to his side, groaning. The task of their class was maid coffee, which meant all of the girls wore maid uniforms and some of the boys wore butler ones – including Munakata Reisi of course. No matter how hard Mikoto tried to hide, Izumo was aware of his crush on the other teen and did not judge him because of it for which he was more than grateful for him.

"This event is still pointless," he mumbled, closing his eyes. Everything he wanted right then was a great long nap.

"But that does not mean you can run away from your duties towards your class," Mikoto heard the angry voice. He looked up at the figure hovering over him, blocking the sunlight. "Are you listening to me, Suoh?!"

Reisi got down to one knee. He grabbed a handful of Mikotos' hair, raising his head up rather violently. They glared into each others' eyes intensely. Ice cold blue stared into burning brown without any sign of backing down.

"It is only stupid assholes eating and spending their time doing stupid things," he growled to the other with the intention of scaring him away.

As an answer, Reisi took his tie into his hand, yanking Mikotos' body upright. As soon as he was on his feet, he pulled on it harshly, making the other teen follow him into the school building.

Night had already fallen. Mikoto was sitting on the stairs while the lights of the firework was lighting up the sky outside. The teen took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He felt exhausted. He did not think that wearing uncomfortable clothes and being kind to everyone could be that tiring.

He felt a presence beside him and then heard as someone sat down next to him. From the well-known scent, he knew who was beside him, but he was too tired to do anything.

"Good work," he heard the compliment, but because of the tone which the other used, Mikoto's eyes snapped open. The mocking in the voice made his blood boil.

He pushed the other to the wall, pinning his wrists above his head. His lips clashed down to the other teens' rather harshly. Reisi was perplexed at first, but opened his mouth within seconds. Their tongues fought for dominance which Mikoto won too easily – at least in his opinion. He had a feeling that the other was playing with him. After they had parted, Mikoto leaned his forehead against Reisis'.

"What?" He asked painting, because of the grin on the others' face.

"Are you really this desperate to get some reward for your suffering?"

"Shut up," Mikoto said simply.

He pulled Reisi up from his sitting position, then took him by the hand, leading him up to the second floor. They had a long night ahead of them…