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Asano's P.O.V.

"Where is she?!" I hissed, looking around in search for a certain redhead.

Unbelievable. Unforgivable. Just... AGH.

I violently threw the broom, glad that there was no one to see me on a rampage. As for why I was pissed off: Since I and Karma were the only ones not taking part in the theater thing, we were made to tidy up. That delinquent girl said that she will go take a brush and another broom.

The play had ended about half an hour ago and Karma. Is. Nowhere. To. Be. Fucking. SEEN.

And I refused to clean up this chaotic mess by myself. Seriously, it looked like a hurricane came and threw up. Though to be honest, I just didn't want to grant her the joy of ditching and leaving me to take care of this all.

Therefore, I headed to the basement where she was supposed to go, not really hoping to find her there. But at least I knew that Akabane couldn't have left the school yet. There are cameras by the entrance and if she were to sneak out, the chairman would notice and force her back.

Either way, I surely didn't expect to find her laying on a few boxes playing Nintendo or whatever it was and with a lollipop in her mouth. She most probably noticed my presence but her eyes did not leave the screen, which really irritated me.

"What are you doing," I asked, trying not to show how fed up I was.

"Oh, Second-place-kun? Done with your work?" She dared to ask, still not sparing me even a look. Damn, I wanted to throw something at her. I so wanted.

Putting on a strained smile, I clenched my fists to calm down: "I might have overestimated your intelligence so I'm going to repeat it again, alright? Listen carefully."

She looked uninterested.

So I came to her, snatched that nintendo thing (earning a growl and murderous gaze) and started slowly:

"Both me and you are supposed to clean up. Do you understand? Me. And. You. That's two people. Can you count to two?" I kept that sweet tone, somehow feeling satisfied seeing her getting angry.

"Give it back," she ordered with a scowl. "I haven't finished."

Turning it off (and almost getting hit by the girl) I refused, giving her a disapproving look: "Akabane, you aren't running away from your duties. Let's go before someone finds us here, I don't need any more trouble."

"If you don't want any trouble, go away and let me be. If I were to be found here with you, it would start weird rumors." She sat up, pouting. It surprised me that she worried about these kinds of things instead of saying something super sarcastic as usual.

Her long silky hair was all messy from having been lied on despite being pulled into a neat pony tail with wine-coloured ribbons. The way she tied it gave her both a cute but strong aura and when the wind decided to play with them, she looked as fierce as the Virago. But now, stray locks found their way into her face and some got tangled around her neck. Even in this dark basement, they shone bright red like roses, making those amber irises of her even more outstanding. And-

And I can't believe I just spent a whole minute thinking about her hair.

"Hey, Second-place, you there?" she waved her hand in front of my face, pulling me back from the stream of... ridiculously useless thoughts.

When I was about to retort something back, what we feared the most came true. There were sounds of people going towards here and both of us flinched, panicking. I didn't really believe Karma's 'rumors' excuse for not wanting to be found here with me but not that was the last thing I cared about right now.

The reason was simple. Everyone knew that we were supposed to be cleaning now. If they saw us doing shit here... it would have a bad influence on my reputation. (As if getting punished by the chairman wasn't enough). This girl was really ruining both my image and health.

"Wha-" I yelped when Karma suddenly took my hand and pulled me somewhere. It was too dark to see where since I turned off the only source of light (the game) and this room had no windows.

"Shh," She covered my mouth and it was when we crashed into something metallic that I realized what kind of trouble I just got myself into.

I immediately yanked my hand away with the intention of escaping from this small, dark closet but the door opened, revealing two male shadows which gave me no other option but to withstand this tiny place.

Neither me nor Karma dared to move an inch, not wanting to get exposed (why again?!) and waiting for the two students to go away. It took way too long. They were talking and probably carrying things because I heard something heavy crush right beside the locker we were hiding in. But all of it was muffled by the blood rush in my ears. I did my best to ignore the choking feeling which resulted in completely shutting myself away from the outer world.

"They are gone," the girl announced out of blue, pulling me out of my own world. She exhaled in relief and opened the door. Or at least tried to.

"What's wrong," I asked, not liking the rawness of my voice. The girl thankfully didn't register it as she was too busy smashing the door.

"Something is blocking-" she didn't finish as she slammed into the wall too hard, making it sway and then-

Boom.

Both of us fell down while still inside that metallic box. What's worse, we fell on the doors. Which meant we had like... 20% of getting away on our own.

Damn, this was so bad.

So. Fucking. Bad.

Karma's P.O.V.

Ridiculous.

Completly, utterly ridiculous.

What have I done to get this?! No, it's not the fact that I wanted to ditch Asano and karma was making me pay for it. Hah. How funny, 'karma making Karma pay'. Just fucking wonderful. I have never been more amused. Now, someone, get us the fuck out.

No matter how much I attempted to roll this thing on one side and then get out, it just didn't go at all. The rectangular shape and its width compared to length made it near to impossible to move it from the inside. Not to mention we were technically lying right now. It was a bit uncomfortable to lie on something hard on your side and even more so when there was another human on your right.

"Oi, Asano!" I barked, annoyed by the fact that until now he has done and said nothing. "What about you help me a bit?"

He said nothing again. It was hard to see in this darkness - if only he had given me back that game! We would at least have some source of light.

When I, however, looked at his face properly, all the anger disappeared, replaced by slight worry tingling in my stomach.

The class president's face gave off the feeling of being in distress with his eyes shut, fists clenched and although it was barely noticeable, he seemed to be struggling to breathe.

"Hey," I shook his shoulder, using a mocking voice. "Don't tell me you are claustrophobic."

The boy snickered, forcing his eyes open: "W-What do you take me for."

His voice was shaking. I could hear it so well and indeed, he gave off the impression of suffocating.

"Nice try, but you sound like you are having a meltdown." I tried to joke but the latter didn't react much. Which didn't indicate anything good.

"I'm perfectly fine," Asano denied again, slamming the doors a few times to prove his point. His punches were weak though. And his fingers trembling. That's when I realized just how troublesome or serious this could get, dropping the sarcasm and mockery.

I sighed and started thinking of all possible outcomes. Either we would somehow get out of here by ourselves (which I doubted with Asano scared shitless) or we would have to rely on someone's help. That meant call for it or wait until morning or who knows how long. None of that was pleasant.

Back to the idiot, he didn't look (or rather sound, it was hard to see) very good. I tried calling him a few times but he was either lost in his own thoughts or the gasps were drowning out my voice.

It's not like I was worried or anything, alright? It's just that if the class pres died on me here, it would trouble me a lot. And I most certainly didn't want to deal with a corpse this close to me and... wait. Now that I thought about it, we were really close. We were like four inches away from each other in this small closet. So close I felt his heavy breathing on my face. The smell of mint. The scent of lavender on his skin. So Asano liked the lavender shampoo? It suited him, the royal violet of his eyes and the strong and yet gentle fragrance of lavender. For some reason, really liked i-

No, I did not.

God, why was my face so hot.

"Asano-kun, calm the heck down," I put a hand on his cheek to get his attention, realizing how clammy and cold it was. Damn, this was worse than I thought.

He tried to protest but at this point, it looked more like hyperventilation to me.

"Hey, slow down your breathing, you are going to be dizzy," okay, I admit that it was starting to concern me.

The strawberry blond was about to snap something but within a second, I recognized hopelessness and resignation in his eyes.

"I'm already dizzy," he clutched his head. "I'm sick."

Gulping, I tried to remember everything I ever read about phobias or panic attacks. Not much but it should at least prevent him from going crazy.

"Asano-kun, I need you to control your breathing," I said with a serious tone.

The boy made a strange sound, something between a sarcastic snort and a cry of frustration: "I'm trying. Have been for-" gasps for air stopped him. "the past five minutes. I know what I'm supposed to do."

If it weren't for the fact that he was practically having a panic attack, I would retort something not so nice back. But I just couldn't seem to find any will to do that, seeing his vulnerability. The more so when this person here was supposed to be the invincible, perfect student.

I don't know what drove me to do it. I don't know if I was even thinking straight anymore. But when I reached out my hand for his and squeezed it in a reassuring way, it felt like the best thing I could do for him.

"What-" he shot me a confused look but I didn't let him say anything. My face was already burning as it were, I didn't need any more reason to be embarrassed.

"J-Just take it easy, okay?" I stuttered while trying to escape those curious eyes of his. "I'm only reminding you that you aren't alone. So... don't give in to the fear." The last part came out silently.

The latter had a strange look on his face, his lips curving up so slightly it was barely visible. He closed his eyes and concentrated but he didn't seem to make much progress.

I remembered what mothers usually did to help their children relax. Awkward as it was, I found myself itching to do it.

Reluctantly, I put my free hand on his head and started stroking it, gently, slowly as if the person in front of me was a newborn baby. It didn't feel out of place nor forced, I don't know how exactly it felt or what the hell I was thinking, but the fact that Asano didn't say anything and that his face stopped wrinkling in despair encouraged me to continue.

I ignored the strangely warm and comfortable feeling in my chest and the burning of my cheeks, only focusing on helping the boy out. I watched his face and noticed some things. Like that he was damn handsome. His eyelashes were long, longer than most of girls' making him look like a doll. Skin seemingly smooth and his lips... oh those full lips - a touch of pink, slightly opened to reveal perfect white teeth.

I needed help.

Anyway, the idiot stayed quiet, not moving an inch. But I noticed that that the pace of his breathing decelerated and so did the strong hold on my hand. He was calming down.

Maybe too much.

"Asano-kun?" I called out sheepishly (SINCE WHEN AM I SHEEPISH?!), not wanting to believe that he fell asleep.

But he did. And I think that it was better this way, he wouldn't have to suffer because of the phobia and I wouldn't have to suffer from embarrassment.

And the sight strawberry blond sleeping wasn't so bad (WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING LIKE WTF?!)

Bonus:

The chairman was in search of two people.

His son.

And his son's crush.

Much to his surprise, he found the place where they should have been cleaning abandoned with one broom broken into two laying on the floor. So he proceeded to look for them, slightly enraged and ready to give them a long lecture.

After an hour, he reached the basement to find a fallen metal closet where sports equipment was put. Sighing, he headed towards it with the intention of returning it to its place but the unexpected weight struck him.

It took him a few minutes to finally move the thing to discover two of his students sleeping there.

Asano Gakushuu and Akabane Karma.

Both of them nodded off, facing each other and holding hands. Miss Akabane had her left arm around the boy's neck, looking as though she was holding him in a passionate hug. The strawberry blond never looked more peaceful than in the intimate presence of this redhead whose face didn't have any sign of being troubled at all.

The chairman stood there for a while, processing the sight with all the anger dissipating and then taking his phone out while making thousands of photos. Then he wiped off the nosebleed, wondering whether he should lock them up himself somewhere some other time.

You know.

For the sake of shipping material ;)