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                               𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒   ―   𝐊𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄   ―   𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐈

𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐌 , 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑 .    however   feelings   were   far   from   hurt   .   although   he   probably   looked   a   little   dumbfounded   when   they   had   made   eye   contact   .   never   once   had   he   talked   to   him   ,   nor   acknowledged   his   existence   until   that   very   moment   .   but   hikaru   wasn’t   really   one   to   tuck   his   tail   between   his   legs   when   it   came   to   being   disliked   .   instead   ,   he   would   give   the   most   prince   charming   like   smile   that   he   could   possibly   pull   .   

“      you   know   ,      ”         arms   crossed   against   chest   ,   walking   a   little   closer   to   him   .         “      if   you   wanted   to   ask   me   on   a   date   you   could   have   just   done   so   instead   of   complementing   me   from   across   the   room   .      ”

for a moment, he stilled.  he wasn’t expecting the other to approach, let alone actually engage him in conversation after he’d made his disgust so clear.       it simply felt as if he could never escape the princely type;  their smug little faces and the sheer way that they hold themselves, as if they just 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 they’re better than everyone else that absolutely  aggravates  his inferiority complex.  it makes him want to lash out without reason, despite knowing it’s an unfair judgement on his part.  narrowing green eyes on the other, he mirrored his stance by crossing his arms, headed tilted back to look down on him in a way he almost hoped would be intimidating.  but it wasn’t even a moment later that he was left blinking owlishly at him, shocked speechless by his words.  although it hadn’t been outright meant as a compliment, it hit a little too close to home.

     “Pinky..?” She muttered under her breath in slight confusion, only to belatedly recall the color of the very notebook she happened to be holding in her arms. Fair enough. It was a step up from shorty, if anything. “Is that so?” Alice played along, slowly coming to the conclusion that out of every strategy, this was the best way of dealing with his antics. “Well, now I might just have to go and make sure.” It was a little bit charming. Just the tiniest bit. But he wouldn’t be hearing it from her. 

—- ♡ It was early in the morning, Mimi had woken up a few minutes before her alarm, her cat Mochi smacking her face several times. She sighs, sitting up groggily before rubbing at her eyes to rid herself of sleepy vision. The redhead moves to her bathroom, brushing her hair and teeth before hearing the sound of her phone vibrating on her nightstand. She becomes curious, toothbrush still in mouth as she unlocks it and reads the text.

Eyes widen, and she begins to panic. First of all, she doesn’t even know where kosuke lives— how was she to bring coffee to him this early in the morning? Second, why on earth is she being threatened?! She finally finds the courage to text back.

TO: ko-kun

TEXT: kind of rude

TEXT: …

TEXT: how do you like your coffee?

yawning obnoxiously, he gave a big, full-bodied stretch before finally sitting up and running a hand through unkempt hair.       sticking up in every direction -  a few strands stuck to the side of his face with drool -  it was 𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 to say the least, which did very little to help his irritable early morning mood.  he sat there for a while, staring idly at absolutely nothing as he mentally prepared himself for the day before forcing himself out of bed with a look of genuine unhappiness.  at least he could take his time for once;  get ready properly and actually eat breakfast with his parents rather than taking it to go. 

stretching again to give his back a much needed crack, he turned back to find where he’d tossed his phone,       hoping to god his friend had actually responded and that coffee waiting for him at school would put a much needed pep in his step.  only instead, he could feel his heart dropping to the pit of his stomach when he saw who replied.  not one of good friends who knew him well enough to know he was only joking, but instead someone who he had no business speaking to that way.  cursing to himself, his fingers 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐖 across the keyboard in an attempt to explain himself.