Yuya sat in his class trying to pay attention to what the teacher was saying. But it was a little difficult for him to pay attention in class at the best of times. It was even harder now, because he could feel the eyes of his classmates on him. He knew they had all seen the viral clip of him being tickled, and some of them had been around and recording when Sawatari had tickled him, so there were quite a few videos shared before class had started.
The teacher noticed that the class kept looking at Yuya, but for once the tomato-haired boy appeared to be actually trying to pay attention to the lesson. Although the faint blush on his face told the teacher that he was more than aware of all the attention he was getting from his fellow students. The teacher had seen the viral clip, and knew exactly why the rest of the class kept looking at Yuya, but the tomato-head didn't seem to be trying to draw attention to himself. At least he wasn't sleeping in class today.
The teacher went to pass out some worksheets, only to realize that there weren't enough. "I'm going to make copies. Everyone open your books to Chapter 7 and start reading."
Everyone obediently opened their books, and the teacher left the room. For about two minutes everything was quiet. Then, one of the girls looked up at Yuya.
"Hey, Yuya!" she said. "Question!"
"Hmm?" Yuya looked up at her. The girl grinned and asked. "How ticklish are you?"
Yuya blushed as red as his hair. "U-uhm! W-well, on a scale of 1 to 100… I'm about 150."
Everyone grinned, and the boy sitting behind him asked, "So, if I were to do this…?" He suddenly reached over and dug his fingers into Yuya's sides. Yuya shrieked and laughed, batting his hands away. "W-wait! We're supposed to be reading! We're supposed to be reading!"
"Reading's boring," some of the other students got up and approached him. "Besides, didn't you tell Sawatari that you like being tickled?"
"Don't you daARE!" Yuya squealed as he was suddenly tickled by at least five other students. The many sudden tickles were too much and he couldn't stop laughing. Tears started streaming down his face, and he began falling out of his seat as he tried to get away.
"ST-STOHOHOHOP! WEHEHE'RE IN CLAHAHAHASS! WEHEHE'RE SUPPOHOHOHOHOSED TO BEHEHEHE REAHEAHEAHEAHEADIHIHIHIHING! STOHOHOHOHOHOP! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!"
"What is going on here?!" the teacher's voice boomed from the doorway. Everyone jumped, and the students who were tickling Yuya stepped away, looking guilty. By this time, Yuya was half out of his seat, with his back on the floor and his legs on his chair.
The teacher glared at the class. "I told you to read Chapter 7, and this is what you do?! Detention for all of you, except for Sakaki!" The class groaned, and the boy behind Yuya asked, "Why doesn't he get detention?"
"Because he was telling you all to stop!" The teacher said in annoyance. He looked at Yuya. "Are you alright, Sakaki?"
"M-mhm," Yuya said, getting up and sitting back in his seat. His face was still flushed and he was still catching his breath from the merciless surprise tickle session, but he was okay.
"Good," the teacher said. He glared at the rest of the students as they returned to their seats in shame, before he passed out the worksheets. As Yuya got started on his worksheet, he couldn't help thinking that he was probably going to have to be on his guard for a while. But he was sure that things would go back to normal soon. People would eventually lose interest in the clip of him being tickled, and forget all about it.
Or so he thought.