'I like the moon.'

She screamed into her pillow.

Really? Did she really say that? That she liked the moon? She could do better than that!

She kicked her feet in rapid motions, thumping the mattress violently as she cringed at the memory. The embarrassment was unbearable.

Could she really be more obvious than that?

Suki. As in like. Suki as in moon. Moon as (t)suki. Tsuki as in Tsukishima.

I like you, damn four-eyes.

She wished she could shut her brain off.

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