"Nurse-san can you take a look at something for m- Ah!" The dark haired senior classman stared mesmerised for a moment.

"H-h-ey!" Instinctively you grabbed the shirt and tried to cover yourself.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Swiftly he turned his back , but not before you spotted a deep shade of red covering his face.

"J-just give me a minute" Scrabbling you hoisted the skirt up to your waist and tucked in your shirt.

"Sorry about that , I guess I should have locked the door before I started. . ."

"it's cool" He replied, still facing the opposite wall.

"You can look now." You said, gently placing an arm on his shoulder.

"U-u-uh yeah . . ." He turned and gave his signature care free smile. "Hi (y/n)-chan."

For a moment you could swear your heart beat increased tenfold. His smile was so adorable , it seemed impossible that the rumours about him were true. He seemed to cute and kind to ever be involved in any kind of mafia business.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"huh?"

"You came here looking for the nurse, Maybe I could help?"

"oh yeah." He said "I hurt my arm recently and" He pulled down the collar of his shirt to expose his left shoulder. "I thought maybe nurse-san could help me." He smiled again , awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

There was no sign of immediate worry but you insisted that he lie down on the bed and let you look at it properly. His body felt warm as you guided him across the room. Ever so carefully you began to apply pressure around the shoulder , studying his face for any sign of discomfort.

"Does that hurt?" You asked pressing down on the joint of the shoulder.

He winced. "Y-yeah."

You gently felt around the area. "I think you've just pulled a muscle." You turned to smile at him. "Must be all that baseball training you do."

He turned his face and chuckled. "I do like baseball."

Without thinking you reached over and ruffled his short ,black hair. "That's cause you're so very good at it Yamaoto-kun."

He blushed deeply. Hiding his face from you view.

"Ah , s-s-sorry." You stammered as you felt the same shade of red cross your own face.

He chuckled again. "You're so cute when you blush ,(y/n)-chan."

You stared at the ground. "T-thank you."

"So , what do you suggest, nurse (y/n)-chan?"

"Me? Umm , well it's only strain." You paused to think. "I suggest some medical tape and that you try not to use it too much,." You began rummaging around in the cabinet for some medical tape.

"You know , I've heard that a massage can be great for sore muscles." He said coyly.

"True," You replied , now preoccupied with finding some that darn roll of tape. "but if done wrong it can cause more harm than good."

Yamaoto lay back down on the bed. "I think I'd like a massage from (y/n)-chan."

You paused in your tracks. Did he just . . . Did he just say what you thought he said?

"f-from me?"

He chuckled. "Ah , my apologies. I was thinking out loud again."

"I-if you really wanted , I could-"

Before you had time to finish the nurse arrived. "Thank you (yn) but I can take things from here." She said , gesturing to Yamaoto.

"Aww. It's alright Nurse-san , (y/n)-chan was just looking after me." Smiling , he looked contently into your eyes.

The nurse looked at Yamamoto then at you. "Oh, I see ." She smirked. "You didn't tell me you had a boyfriend (y/n)."

"h-h-h-he's not my-"

The bell for first period rang.

"Ah , hurry along now (y/n) You'll be late." She hurried you to the door and whispered. "I can't believe you didn't tell me you had a boyfriend! You can tell me all about it after school ,alright. Byeeeee!" She waved goodbye and began addressing the injured senior.

You wandered through the rest of the day in a dreamy haze. Yamaoto Takeshi , his words played over and over in your head. He called me cute. HE, Yamaoto Takeshi , the hottest guy in The whole of Namimori had called you cute. This was definitely one of the best rainy days ever!