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the first time megumi saw you, he thought you were an angel coming to drag him up to heaven.

a rough fight with a grade one curse had him feeling on the brink of death. his chest was getting heavier as well as his breathing, and he swore the world was turning black.

as the curse approached him, it suddenly got dragged back. strong, white spider webs held the curse tightly against a brick wall. it screamed in pain, writhing against the cobwebs.

all of a sudden, you landed on the ground in front of megumi and the curse. it all went black for just a moment and when he came to, the curse was exorcized.

you kneeled down in front of him and megumi thought he died. "you ok?" he heard your sweet voice ask.

"mmnn..." he rasped, ears ringing. his dark blue eyes opened just a little bit to look at you. your face was covered by an all white mask with the eyes having a dark red and black outline.

you had on an all white leotard with accents of red all over it. on the neck up, a dark red tone took over with a print of spider webs all over the place. a dark red spider imprint sat on your chest. you had a pair of baggy blue jeans on. your hair stuck out of the back, natural frizz coating it after flying through the city.

you brought your hand up to his forehead, brushing his dark locs out of his forehead and feeling the temperature of his skin. you hands were covered in gloves with a spider web print covering your delicate fingertips.

"where should i bring you?" you asked.

megumi panted heavily, feeling faint again. "satoru gojo..." he whimpered.

you knew that name, and nodded to yourself. you picked him up under the armpits and he fell into you. he held onto like a vice as you shot a long string of web up the building and flying up.

he was unconscious as you flew across the city. web by web, eventually you handed megumi off to the white-haired man. he thanked you, affectionately patting you on the head although just meeting you.

the next morning when megumi woke up, his heart raced at the memory of you. he questioned yuji and nobara to see if they saw you, but the only person who witnessed your grace was gojo.

he needed to see you again.

the second time megumi saw you, he knew that he needed you,

this time as he fought yet another curse, he was winning by a landslide. it was easily a grade three or four curse that took only his frog shikigami to exorcise. once it was gone, he let out a sigh.

"you're feeling better," you said loudly, making him gasp and tense up. he turned around, face flushing.

there you stood, hair flowing in the wind. you had on the same outfit, same leotard and jeans. your mask still concealed your identity.

"you," megumi gasped quietly, making eye contact with the cartoonish eyes on your mask.

"yeah, me," you sarcastically chuckled, walking up to him with your hands in your pocket.

"you- you saved me that day," he said, turning to face you fully.

you nodded. "i did. how are you feeling? it's been about a week."

"better," he replied softly.

"i never caught your name," you said, extending your hand. "i'm y/n l/n."

"megumi," he paused. "f-fushiguro."

"nice to formally meet you," you said, eyes falling down to the button on his jacket. "you go to jujutsu high?"

"oh! yeah, i do," he said, clamming fingers curling around the gold stud.

why was he feeling like this? never in his life has megumi had a crush on a girl. his friends often tease him that he never had a girlfriend or that maybe he's into guys. he's never had a girl that made his heart flutter, so why now? why you?

"wanna see something cool?" you suddenly asked, snapping him out of his trance. "get on my back"

he swallowed, brows furrowing and throat going dry. "why?"

"dude," you chuckled, rolling your eyes that were covered by your mask. "don't make it weird. i promise it's worth it."

megumi nodded, wrapping his arms around your neck but hesitating to jump. "you're tiny. why would i jump on your back?"

you rolled your eyes again. "trust me. you're fine."

he sighed again and then jumped onto your back. you held him up with ease as if he were a little child. "you're light," you told him, walking up to the building that you were standing next to you and you began crawling up it. he held onto you tighter.

"you're like a spider," megumi said as you crawled up the wall. you did it so naturally that it seemed like breathing to you.

"yeah, well that's kind of my thing," you huffed.

eventually, you reached the top of the building. you sat down on the ledge, dangling your feet over. you looked down at the busy roads of tokyo illuminated by houselights and cars.

"you come here often?" he asked, sitting down next to you.

"yeah. when i need to think or just want to get away from people," you explained.

"am i bothering you?" he asked.

"i wouldn't have brung you here if you bothered me."

"right."

you two sat in silence for another moment. you grabbed your mask, ripping it off of your face and taking a huge breath. megumi bit back a gasp. he had no idea what you looked like, but he wasn't expecting you to be this beautiful.

"it's so nice out," you sighed, laying on your back. your nose and eyebrow piercing gleamed under the moonlight.

"yeah," megumi muttered. he continued sitting up, not wanting to make you weirded out.

"i've always wanted to go to jujutsu high," you started talking, eyes fixated on the stars aligning the sky. "'yer really lucky."

"why don't you? if you tell gojo about your spider technique, he'd think it's cool. he'd get you enrolled immediately," he suggested.

you shook your head sighing. "i can't. i wouldn't be able to live on campus. i also have to take care of my aunt."

"your aunt?"

"yeah, i live with my aunt," you hummed.

"why not your parents?" he innocently questioned.

"they were both killed in a plane crash," you told him, head and eyes turning to look at him. his eyes widened and lips parted.

"i'm so sorry-!" he said, running a hand through his hair.

"it's fine. it was when i was a baby anyway so i didn't really know them. the reason i have to stay especially with my aunt is because my uncle recently died as well," you explained, trying to make him feel more comfortable.

"i'm so sorry. can.. could i ask what happened?" megumi politely asked.

"attack of curses. he had the same technique as me and he was so strong. curses hunted him down and killed him. that's why i wear a mask."

he nodded, connecting the dots. "i'm so sorry. if it makes you feel any better, i don't really know my parents either. i lived on the streets with my sister for a while before my teacher took custody of us."

"thanks. it helps a bit to know i'm not alone," you said, smiling. you haven't really smiled in a very long time after your uncle died. you became more closed off and reserved, often just having your headphones on to drown out the stress of your everyday life.

he awkwardly smiled back, looking back to the streets of tokyo. you two stayed up there for another two hours, talking about everything you could imagine. friends, family, school, drama, interests, music, coffee, the list goes on.

for once in both of your lives, you both found someone who finally understood you.

the third time megumi saw you, it was planned.

the last time you spoke on the rooftop, you exchanged numbers and called and texted each other nonstop. nobara and yuji ruthlessly made fun of him for having his nose dug in his phone waiting for you to respond.

he couldn't help himself. the way you talked so casually to him despite only meeting him made butterflies fly out of his mouth. everything about you was so beautiful. your face, your honesty, your niceness, your goodness, your loyalty. you.

megumi fushiguro doesn't have crushes, but you were the first to conquer his reserved heart. you were on his mind 24/7. he needed to see you again.

eventually he asked to take you out on a formal date, not wanting to meet you in a dark alleyway where you save him from a curse. he set it up, you'd meet at the town's most popular sushi place then walk around shopping for a little bit.

and that's exactly what you did.

he was already sitting down when you got to the restaurant. he was wearing baggy black jeans with a black button down shirt. he looked so handsome under the dim lights of the restaurant.

you normally hated wearing skirts with all your might, but you decided today was an exception. you were wearing a tight fitted white silk shirt with black polka dots scattered all around it. you paired it with a black jean skirt and your favorite pair of black leather boots. you smiled as you saw him.

you two had so much fun, talking and finding more about each other through your date. after you two ate, you walked around for a bit and forgot about the stresses of sorcerery and curses for awhile.

megumi was right where he wanted to be.

the last time megumi saw you, you were his.

that date was three months ago, and you and megumi have been together ever since. you two went on another small "date" to the beach where gojo, yuji, and nobara came with.

when yuji, the pink haired male saw you, his face immediately lit up. "ahh, you must be y/n! the spider girl that megumi has a crush on!"

silence fell over your group, and you just stood there with a small smirk on your face. in the moment, megumi wanted to kill yuji, choke him out for embarrassing him in front of you. but later in the day as megumi walked you home, you kissed him on the cheek and told him that you liked him too.

megumi grunted as he exorcized the grade two curse in front of him. he cracked his neck, not noticing how you swung down to him. "hi," you said, smiling widely under your mask. you hung upside down, hands holding on tight to the web and legs bent in the air.

he spun around, a soft smile on his face as he walked over to you. "hi, n/n, what's goin' on?"

"nothing much. just checking up on you, making sure you're ok," you said.

he walked over to you, lifting up the bottom of your mask to reveal your soft lips that he fell in love with kissing. he pressed his lips to yours, hands cupping your cheeks. you smiled into the kiss, thinking how silly it was that he was kissing you upside down.

after a moment, he pulled away, pulling your mask back down.

"thanks for letting me hang, but i gotta go!" you said, flipping upright. "see you later. love ya, mary jane."

halloween was everyone's favorite holiday. as a kid, you ran around, knocking on doors around your neighborhood filling your bag of sweets that would definitely give you a cavity later.

as a pre-teen, you sat on your living room floor, eyes wide on the horror movie on the tv and a white knuckle grip on your pajama pants. screams of terror and joy filled the room as you sat with your friends.

as an adult, you get drunk.

you've never been to a halloween party as a teenager. during high school, you usually sat at home and watched horror movies with your best friends, yuji, nobara and megumi.

you three all go to the same college, and the weather is beginning to cool and the leaves crisp into shades of brown and orange. you didn't have any plans for halloween this year until your group chat started ringing. you picked up your phone.

y.i: yoo!

y.i: ino's throwing a halloween party later tn. you guys down?

n.k: definitely.

y/n: sure!

m.f: no.

y.i: why not, megumi?!

you giggled as you watched your friends gang up on megumi. you loved how non social he was. he once admitted to you that out of your group, your his favorite. he said it was because you were loud, nice and funny, but never forced him to go out when he didn't want to.

you've hung out one on one with megumi quite a few times, and it's always enjoyable. he's usually quiet, but with you he talks more than usual. he mostly listens to you ramble, but he'll throw in some commentary occasionally.

n.k: i'm going as a princess. wbu guys??

y:i: basic. i'm going as the nesquik bunny

y/n: that's actually aura yuji i can't even lie. idk what i'm gonna go as yet!

y.i: [reacted 'heart' to your message] thanks bro.

m.f: idk what im going as either. if i even go.

you giggled at megumi's anti socialism. you were in dire need of a costume, and he had not a clue what to wear either. you clicked on his contact, calling him. he answered on the third ring.

"hi, megumi!" you said, phone up to your ear.

"hey," he rasped out. you could hear the smile in his voice. "what's up?"

"can you help me pick out a costume for tonight?" you asked.

"sure," he sighed.

"do you want to match?" you asked innocently, smiling as if he were in the room with you.

"whatever you want. i don't care," megumi said. you opened your computer and went to browse ideas on pinterest.

you two landed on batman and robin. he'd be batman since he's the gothy one and wears all black. you'd be robin since you surprisingly had the wardrobe for it.

"perfect!" you hummed, running your hand through your hair. "i'll see you then, 'kay?"

"m'kay. bye," he muttered.

"bye! love you," you said as you hung up.

you connected your phone to your bluetooth cd speaker, putting on your upbeat playlist. you've never been to a halloween party, and you were more than excited. you wondered what everyone would be doing! what movies you were gonna watch, what candy everyone was bringing, and what fun you would have.

you did your makeup and straightened your hair, smiling at yourself in the mirror. you put on your cute green denim mini skirt with a cute red tank top. you drew a quick robin symbol and taped in on your shirt. you threw on some more accessories like black sunglasses for the mask, a gold belt, jewelry and lip gloss. you slipped on your long black leather boots.

you hung out in your room for a little bit before getting in your car and driving to ino's town house that yuji sent the address to. you showed up a half hour late, walking in. your nose twisted into a snarl, the aroma of weed and alcohol filling the air. you covered your nose, walking into the dorm. it was dark, everyone dressed in costumes, yet you couldn't tell who was who or who was wearing what.

you bumped through people who drunkenly danced in the house. people's heads were tipped back, swallowing liquids in red solo cups and shot glasses. you saw a few people vaping and a few more smoking cigarettes. you looked around, bumping into yuji. he had bunny ears on, a hat and sunglasses on his head. his head was tilted back as he drank.

he looked at you, wrapping his arm around you drunkenly. "what'sup, n/n," he slurred. "y'made it! you're a superhero... cool."

"y-yeah," you murmured, walking away from him. you went to go sit on the couch, awkwardly taking a seat next to a couple who were passionately making out and dry humping each other. you scooted away, covering your nose again at the rancid smells filling the house.

the music blasting made your head pound and your ears ring. you were always one for parties and social gatherings, but not when there's drinking and drugs involved. your heart was beating so fast. you wanted to leave, but you promised your friends you would stay.

you saw nobara far off, drunkenly flirting with a guy. she was wearing a sparkly plastic tiara with a white tutu and a pink corset.

you shakily sighed, looking around for any sober person. there was no light in the darkness. no hope. you were going to be stuck at this party for the rest of the night with no one to help you.

you pulled your knees to your chest, trying to hold back your tears. you heard to guys walk past you. you couldn't see, yet felt their eyes on you. "look at robin over there," one chuckled.

"i'd be her batman any day," laughed the other. a few tears slipped from your eyes.

you sat like that for what felt like hours, drunken laughs and shrieks all feeling like background noise compared to the loud beating of your heart. you were pulled out of your trance as a hand touched your shoulder. you gasped, looking up and expecting to see one of those perverts who were making remarks about you.

your heart dropped back to your chest once you saw megumi. you sighed in relief. "gumi!"

"hey," he said, rubbing your shoulder. "you okay?"

you were relieved. he sounded cold sober. "umm.. yeah. i'm fine."

"you're lying," he said, walking around the couch to sit next to you. "don't sit like that. i can see up your skirt."

you blushed. "sorry."

"it's ok. i just don't want some creep ass trying to stare up your skirt," he assured you. "you're not having fun."

you shakily sighed again, "n-no."

"do you want to get out of here?" megumi asked. you eagerly nodded.

you stood up and once he followed, you held onto his hand so you wouldn't lose him walking out. you almost cried of relief after walking out of the house.

"gumi... did you drive here?" you asked, unlocking your car.

"no. i walked," he replied, running his hands through his dark hair. he got into your passenger seat. you looked over to him, seeing him in light for the first time. he was wearing a tight fitted batman t-shirt with baggy black denim jeans. he even had guy liner on!

as much as you hated to admit it, megumi looked so hot.

you started your car, leaning back into your seat. you panted, needing a moment to calm down before driving. "just... give me a moment," you begged, tears streaming down your face. you knew you looked like an idiot, you just didn't care. you cried in front of megumi all the time anyway.

"it's ok," he promised. "do you want me to drive?"

"mhm..." you mumbled. he got out of the passenger seat, opening the driver's seat for you. you stepped out and crossed your car, getting in the passenger side. he closed the door and adjusted his seat so he could comfortably drive.

"gumi, are you drunk?" you asked, heart dropping at the thought. he was behind your wheel, foot on the brakes ready to drive at any moment.

"hell no. i'm not stupid enough to drink and even if i was, i'm not stupid enough to drink after doing so," he said, smiling at you to relieve your nerves. you giggled, trusting every word he said.

the drive was calming. you rested your head on your center console, letting out shaky breaths. megumi placed his hand on your back to sooth you. it worked.

you two got back to your dorm building, and you two walked right by each other in. the nighttime air was chilling. your shivered and hugged yourself tightly, regretting wearing such small clothing.

"let's go to my dorm, okay? you can borrow some of my clothes and we can watch some halloween movies. would that make you feel better?" he asked, looking down at you.

you looked back up at him, smiling softly. "yeah.. i would like that."

you two reached his dorm. you felt like collapsing. being at that party for 20 minutes felt like 20 years. you were still overwhelmed.

"you feeling okay?" megumi asked again, rubbing your hair. "you don't look to good."

"headache..." you simply said. you didn't feel like over explaining right now.

"'m sorry," he said, going into his medicine cabinet and getting you some motrin. "take this whenever you need. let me get you some clothes."

megumi walked over to his dresser, taking out a large grey t-shirt and a pair of blue plaid pajama pants. "here you go. take your time in the bathroom."

you nodded, walking into his bathroom. you weren't bothered to take off your makeup or jewelry. you slipped off your costume and into megumi's clothes. they were big on you and smelled like him. you quickly popped a motrin into your mouth and swallowed it down with water.

you folded your clothes putting them nicely on his couch. he was laying in his bed, also undressed in a hoodie and sweatpants. "you look cute."

you blinked slowly, glittery eyeshadow gleaming at him. "thanks." you walked over, comfortably laying in his bed with him. it wouldn't be the first time you have. one time you two were hanging out and there was an emergency lockdown of an intruder in the dorm building. you locked yourselves in his room and even when the lockdown was all clear, you were scared shitless and had to spend the night in his room.

you laid close to him, curled up but not touching him. "what movie do you wanna watch?"

"gumi, i don't really want to watch a movie. i still have a really bad headache. is that ok...?" you asked, looking up at him.

he chuckled. "of course that's ok." he switched to spotify to put on a soft music playlist for you. he remembered the time when you told him you can't sleep without music playing.

"do you have a hair tie?" he asked. you nodded, handing it to him. "lay on my chest and i'll braid your hair." he said nonchalantly. if nobara and yuji could see how sappy he is for you, they'd laugh in his face.

you didn't think twice before shifting to lay on him. you let out a relaxed sigh as he began running his hands through your straightened hair. he began to carefully braid it, remembering the other time you told him you sleep with your hair braided every night.

he took soft breaths, praying that you didn't hear how rapidly his heart was beating.

"you were so uptight at the party. what happened? did someone hurt you?" megumi asked protectively.

"no! it's.. i-it's just that i don't drink. i never have and i probably won't ever. i've never been to a party where everyone was drinking before. only one, and it wasn't fun."

megumi nodded, urging you to continue.

"i've always been the odd one out because i don't drink. in high school, people didn't invite me to stuff because i don't drink. if i'm out somewhere with my friends and they start vaping or something, i just sit there awkwardly and they laugh at me. i've never seen anyone in a different light after finding out they smoke or drink, but people always see me in a different light after they find out that i don't. it's like.. people think i'm judging them, that i'm thinking i'm superior because i don't drink.

nothing ever traumatized me to the point where i refuse to drink alcohol. it's just a me thing. it's just something i choose not to do because i think it causes nothing but problems and trouble. it's just for my wellbeing. and well... being around people like that scare me, especially if it's a big party like that."

"i wouldn't of ever let itadori drag you to that party if i knew that. i'm so sorry," megumi said, rubbing your back.

"don't apologize!" you giggled. "it's not your fault."

"i know. i just... don't like seeing you uncomfortable or unsafe," he admitted, blushing and turning away.

you snuggled further into his chest, letting out a sigh. "yuji was drunk. nobara was drunk. there were two guys catcalling me. everyone was drunk. it was scary. i just wanted to have a fun night with my friends. i even brought my camera so i could take cute photos with everyone."

"i'm sorry," he murmured again, heart sinking in regret and shame. that's why you were sitting with your legs to your chest. you were so scared.

"it's not your fault, gumi. you're the one who got me out of there," you reminded him.

he tied your hair together with the stretchy black band. "i know. i just hate the fact you were alone and afraid. you should've texted me or called me."

"it's ok. please stop apologizing. it all worked out," you promised.

there was a moment of silence between you two. the only thing you could hear was the soft hum of music in the background and megumi's heart beating. a blush covered your face. it was so intimate. he held you tightly, afraid to let go.

"where's your camera?" he asked suddenly.

you sat up off his chest, getting up and walking over to your bag on his kitchen table. you grabbed your small digital camera and got back in bed with him.

megumi gently took it, turning it on and turning the flash on. he's so experienced with your camera because you "trained him well" to take aesthetic photos of you whenever you go out with him.

when you curled back up into his chest, he flipped the camera around. "smile," he murmured to you. hypocritically, he gave a small closed mouth smile while you smiled wide with your eyes closed. he set you camera on his nightstand, going back to rubbing your back.

"at least you got one good photo tonight," he chuckled. you giggled in response, eyes closing in bliss. for a night that went so horribly, you felt safe in megumi's arms.

"you're so warm," you told him softly.

he didn't say anything. he didn't need to. in that moment, the both of you relished the feeling of holding each other.

the feeling of home.

"are you sure you want me to stay? i can go back to my dorm if you want to," you said, fluttering your eyes open.

"i'd rather die than have you go home. you're staying," megumi said nonchalantly, the thought of you leaving making his heart ache.

you giggled again, getting more comfortable on his chest. "i'm so tired," you rasped out. "i'm gonna fall asleep."

"that's fine. i'll be right here if you need me," he said, hand still rubbing circles around your back.

"goodnight, gumi. love you," you said innocently, letting out another sigh before drifting off almost immediately. thank God you did, or else you'd hear his heart beating so hard that it'd burst out of his chest.

you always say that. whenever you hang up the phone on him or leave a hangout. this was just so different. it was more domestic and intimate. it was different in the context of laying in bed together.

"goodnight," megumi said softly, closing his eyes before he would force himself to mutter a 'love you' back.

you were still sleeping when megumi woke up the next morning. his ocean eyes fluttered open, squinting slightly to adjust to his now brightened dorm. he looked down at you, still in the same position as last night. you didn't move an inch.

megumi looked at your shoulders, rising and falling with each gentle breath you took. you looked so content in his arms. your eyelids were still glittery from your makeup last night and your mascara was a little smudged. you drooled a little bit onto his sweatshirt.

he swore that he fell in love right there.

he wanted this to be every morning for the rest of his life. to wake up next to you in the morning and to fall asleep next to you every night. to hear your sweet voice tell him 'i love you' every day.

megumi let out a shaky breath, wrapping his arms around you. he laid there for 10 minutes before you began to stir. "g'morning," you slurred, wiping your already smudged mascara.

he laughed, noting your messy head. "good morning," he said. you blushed at how soft his voice was, especially right now. when you hang out with yuji and nobara, he has the same aggressive, monotone voice with the no matter what he says. when he's alone with you, he always has more character in his voice and a softer tone. you're special.

"you looked like you slept well," he joked.

you chuckled a little bit. "how bad do i look?"

"not bad. just a little disheveled. it's ok," he assured you.

"i forgot to take off my makeup. i never do!" you giggled, flopping back down onto megumi's chest.

"i think you still look beautiful," he hummed. "how about you go back to your dorm and redo that pretty makeup of yours, yeah? i'm going to take you out on a date tonight."

your heart fluttered. "actually?"

"yeah. you can pick any fancy restaurant in the city that you want. you can wear a pretty dress and i'll pay. then maybe we can have our movie night that we never got to have. that sound fun?" he asked.

you blushed, smiling up at him. "you're so sweet. thanks, gumi. i can't wait."

"me either," megumi said, brushing a piece of hair out of your face. "be ready at 6, pretty girl."

if you were to ask any of megumi's friends what he was like, they'd all say the same thing. he's quiet. he keeps to himself. he's very reserved. he's not very social. yet he's caring. he's kind. he's funny when he wants to be. he likes being around his friends when he's in the mood.

if you were to ask any of your friends what you're like, they'd say nothing. because you don't have any friends.

after moving to tokyo due to being bullied in middle school, you thought you would change in high school. become the girl you've always dreamed of being.

you dreamed of always being surrounded by your friends. you dreamed of always having beautiful manicures. you dreamed of having flawless skin. you dreamed of having an adorable wardrobe with outfits for every occasion. you dreamed of going out with friends to parties and shopping days. you dreamed that you would be an a+ student. you dreamed that you were normal. you dreamed that you'd have a perfect boyfriend.

yet your fantasies never came true.

when you started school, no one wanted to be your friend. all the popular girls who knew each other from middle school all laughed at you and gave you dirty looks. your nails are short and brittle, bitten up and red around your cuticles. you have pimples scattered across your face and no skincare to help it. you wear black sweatpants and a black hoodie everyday. you lay in bed all day after school on your phone or watching tv. you're failing almost every class and can't be bothered when your mom yells at you for it. you just go to lay down in bed and sleep away the pain. you're awkward and clammy, always feeling like you get in the way of things.

despite all of this though, you do have a perfect boyfriend.

you met megumi at a bookstore a year ago. you decided to treat yourself for doing good on one of your english tests. as you were browsing the shelves, you were disrupted by two girls laughing hysterically and obnoxiously. they looked like the type of girls who would bully you in school.

you rolled your eyes, and the boy standing next to you chuckled. he didn't smile. "your expression said it all."

you looked up, confused. no one ever talks to you. you smiled awkwardly back at him, hands starting to feel clammy and sweaty. "yeah..."

he immediately began to browse the books again as if he had already forgotten about you. he was the first person to ever initiate an actual conversation with you. you couldn't just let him slip away.

"i'm y/n," you said shyly, avoiding eye contact with him. he didn't smile again, but his attention was on you.

"nice to meet you. i'm megumi," he said politely. you smiled awkwardly again, not knowing what to do. he let out a small smile and walked away. tears welled in your eyes. you didn't know what to do. your only shot at making a friend was gone, and he was so cute too!

you didn't see him again until he was checking out. he was buying a book with a dark red cover. you needed to say something to him. you waited by the exit until he was about to walk out of the store.

"megumi, w-wait.." you said quietly, yet he turned to look down at you. with your heart in your throat, you swallowed. "c-can i have your... number?"

megumi looked down at you, blue eyes gazing into yours softly. he could tell you were nervous. "of course."

you nodded aggressively, shakily taking out your phone and handing it to him so he could put in his number. he handed you back your phone, smiling softly. he left the store.

you went home with no books in your hand, just a super cute boy's number. you went home, hesitantly texting him.

y: hi.

y: sorry if i looked dumb in the store. i'm just really awkward.

he didn't reply for 11 minutes. you counted. finally, he texted you back.

m: that's ok. there's nothing to apologize about.

2 more minutes of neither of you responding. he texted again.

m: would you want to go out to grab a bite sometime soon with me?

the rest was history. you went out on a few dates, getting to know each other until megumi officially became not only your boyfriend, but your first official friend.

he's aware about all of the things you hate about yourself. your awkwardness. your social anxiety. your fantasy dream life you've made up in your head. your no friends. your no life.

and he's ok with it. you never thought that you would meet a boy that'd be ok with it. megumi's like you in a way. he has friends, but just a close few. he would rather spend the night in his room then out at a party. he's quiet like you. not social like you.

days with him are sometimes slow, but the two of you like to soak in the tranquility of your quietness. you guys like to watch tv and talk about life. you guys also kiss.

a lot.

more than you'd like to.

it started off simple. you two were watching tv one day when he gently lifted your chin up and gave you a gentle kiss on the lips. you were ecstatic for days. you wished you had a friend that you could tell about it.

kissing and hugging became regular for you guys. and then it got more heated.

a small peck would turn into megumi holding your face, keeping his lips on yours for longer. his lips would start to move against yours, making you uncomfortable and awkward.

you didn't like the way his lips basically suck yours. you think it's gross. you hate the way his saliva sticks all around your mouth when you two are done making out. you hate the way his puts his tongue in your mouth. it's repulsing.

innocent pecks became makeout sessions. unfortunately for you, these makeout sessions are beginning to turn into something more.

now, as you lay in bed with him, you notice a shift in your relationship. megumi's starting to expect more than you want to give him. right now, he's sucking sexy bruises onto your neck, whimpering against your skin. you hate the way it feels. it tickles. you don't like his spit on your neck. you can't breathe. his hands are starting to go up your shirt. his hands are cold. you don't want his hands there.

megumi sat up, taking your shirt off and leaving you in your bra. it wasn't sexy or cute for him, it was just a basic, regular sports bra.

your heart sank at sudden contact. he began kissing your chest, making you tense up. you never expected to go this far with him, and you hate it. his fingers hook your bra before you push his hands away.

"n-no... please don't..." you begged, tears welling up in your eyes. he immediately sat up, looking at you. tears streamed down your cheeks. you were covered in bright purple hickeys.

"y/n..." he whispered to himself, grabbing your shirt and slipping it over your head.

"i'm sorry..." you sobbed, wiping away his left over spit on your neck.

he gently wiped away your tears, kissing you on the forehead. "no, i'm sorry. i-i should've asked, first."

"it's ok," you promised. "you didn't know."

you thought after that, he'd calm down with being sexual with you.

but the same thing happened the next week.

you were laying in your bed as megumi was kissing your neck again. you were fighting back tears. both your shirts were completely off, baring yourselves to each other. you didn't want to.

his mouth dropped to your chest. he began to gently suck and bite at your nipple which was your breaking point. you pushed him off you, panting.

"what?" megumi snapped, seeming to get irritated instead of worried.

you sniffled, grabbing your hoodie and throwing it over your head. "i don't want to have sex with you," you said.

megumi sighed, shifting to the edge of your bed and sitting up. his shirt was still off. "why?"

you gulped, face hot with tears. "i-i'm just not comfortable with that kind of stuff, gumi."

he sighed again, looking at you. his eyes that were once so full of love for you were now dull and unbothered. "y/n..." he muttered. "i'm a boy. i have needs. you're my girlfriend, why wouldn't you do that for me?"

your jaw dropped a little. "megumi.. w-what is this issue. i'm not comfortable with it, why don't you understand that."

he stood up, his tall from looming over the room. "i don't think you understand." he walked over to you, kissing you on the forehead. "don't call me anymore. i won't be stopping by, either. i think it's for the best if we're not together anymore. we'll both get what we want."

you didn't even get a word in before megumi put on his shirt and left your room, leaving you alone and disgusted with yourself.

for a moment in your life, you felt loved and appreciated. the world didn't matter to you when you were with megumi. he treated you with the love and respect that you always never recieved.

you might not have had any friend. you might not have had pretty nails. you might not have had clear, perfect skin. you might not have had a huge closet full of clothes. you might not have had a lot of things to do. you might not have had good grades. you might have been an awkward loser. but you had megumi.

and he was all that mattered.

and now after not wanting to do one simple thing, he's gone.

now you truly have nothing.

when it came to dating for you, you could have any guy you want.

boys basically crawl at your feet as you walk in the hallways. the popular boys. the perverts. the nerds. the cute boys. every boy in U.A would bow to your feet at your order.

yet, you chose katsuki.

everyone was shocked to see such a perfect, soft, girly, polite nice girl like you dating a big, rude explosive dude like katsuki.

it was almost humorous how you two walked in the hallways. he stood tall over you, his usual grimace covering his face. you were juxtaposed, a small smile on your glossy lips as you waved at people passing by. your shoulders were light since the weight of your bag was on katsuki who was carrying it over his own shoulder.

your friends joke that he's always so angry. he always is yelling and screaming at people, has an angry scowl on his face when he's sitting with his friends, blowing up everything in his way. there's no way he's nice to you.

but they don't get to see that side of him.

because when you're alone, katsuki's still smug, but softer and gentler.

he bends down to greet your pet dog, rubbing her behind the ears and giving her a kiss on the furry head.

his usual grimace turns into a soft, neutral expression.

he's the only boy allowed in your pretty pink bedroom, and he often makes himself comfortable in your bed whether your in it or not.

he lets you lay on his chest and take a small nap after a long, stressful day of school. he rubs your back and kisses you on the forehead.

he watches any movie you want, actually paying attention to your favorite parts just for you.

he cooks in your kitchen, talking and laughing with you about either silly things or serious things.

he lets you cry in his chest if you're stressed or had a bad day. he rubs your hair and promises that it'll all be ok.

he lets you sit in his lap and do his skincare, putting on serums and face masks of all sorts.

he notices which products of makeup or skincare you're running out of and buys them for you. you never truly run out of something cause it's replaced before you can even finish the entire bottle.

he met and loves your parents. he has a great relationship with both your mom and your dad. the same with his parents. you love shit talking with mitsuki and you sometimes watch sports with his dad when you're over.

he lets you stand on his back and crack it when he has a back ache.

he does his homework at your vanity as you read books.

he notices when your flowers are dying and immediately buys you a new bouquet the next day.

he is utterly in love with you, and you're the only one who gets to see it.

but when you two are in school, it looks like katsuki hates being around you. his lip is always curved up, eyeing everyone around him.

truthfully, he's eyeing everyone's who's eyes lay upon you. when guys give you an up down. when some nice girls wave and some mean girls stare in pure jealous, he sees it all. he tries to scare people off.

but people just think that katsuki doesn't want to be around you. that's why people never leave you alone.

in class 1a's homeroom, bright and early in the morning, you can barely get through the door before everyone parades you with good mornings. the boys dap you up. the girls give you hugs and immediately drag you to your desk so they can tell you new gossip that they heard.

you always have to glance at katsuki, who is sitting alone on his phone. kirishima and denki are talking his ear off, but he can't bothered to respond to them (even thought katsuki admitted to you that he does really like them). you always have to excuse yourself to run up to katsuki, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before running back to your friends.

at lunch, you sit with your usual friends. mina, ochaco, tsu, momo, and jirou. other girls pass by, some waving to you in a friendly manner and only a few, passing by and giving you a dirty look. katsuki sees them all.

guys pass by, some giving you a high five and others giving you a body check. a few even do a double take. it pisses katsuki off to the max that you're always surrounded by people. he can't even hang out with his own girlfriend in school because you're too busy talking to everyone.

he can't take it anymore. even when you do a really cool move with your quirk, he can't go congratulate you because you're already being swarmed by everyone else.

today was especially bad. you came to school late because you had a doctors appointment. everyone flooded you in the hallways when you walked in during lunch, urging where you were. during training, you accidentally twisted your ankle. katsuki saw it first, yet was the last to the huge huddle around you. it wasn't like you were dying!

classes went slow. all katsuki wanted to do was talk to you. he took out his phone, going to text you when aizawa said sternly, "katsuki. phone up here, now." he rolled his eyes and walked to his desk, dropping his phone onto the wooden table and walking back to his desk with his hands in his pocket. you couldn't help but giggle when he made eye contact with you, and his look of malice shifted into a soft smirk.

later that day, you sat in your room making some string bracelets. you promised all your friends that you'd make matching friendship bracelets for them. what a you thing to do.

you were home alone, so your heart skipped a beat when you heard a knock on your front door. your bed creaked as you jumped off it. you walked down the stairs, relieved to see katsuki standing on your doorstep.

"hi, 'suki!" you said, putting your arms out for a hug.

he slowly stepped inside of your house, hugging you tightly. his head rested against your shoulder as he shakily let out a sigh. you rubbed his back and shut the door behind him, looking up at him.

was he... crying?

wetness fell from his red eyes onto his cheeks. he sniffled and aggressively wiped away his tears.

"'suki?" you asked quietly, rubbing your hand up and down his arm.

he stayed quiet for a second. "'m sorry.." he grumbled.

"hey.. no, it's ok. do you want to go lay upstairs?" you suggested, grabbing his hand. he nodded and you gently led him up the stairs. you sat him down onto your pretty pink array of pillows and sat down next to him.

"hate cryin'. i'm sorry i'm being a fuckin' loser," katsuki muttered, sniffling again.

"it's ok! you're not a loser, hon. it's fine to cry," you assured him, gesturing for him to come lay his head on your chest. he obliged, a relaxed sigh leaving his lips as he began to hear your heartbeat. the sound so tranquil and familiar.

"i hate that you're so popular," he began. he started to tense up, but quickly relaxed again when you began to scratch his back. your long nails always feel so good. "don't think i'm being an asshole. i love that you have to many friends, but it's a really pain in the ass when i just want to talk to my damn girlfriend and all these losers get in my way."

you chuckled softly. "i'm sorry."

"don't be sorry. it's not your fault that everyone loves you. trust me, i get it. i'm obsessed with you too," katsuki said to which you giggled hysterically. "i'm the one who should be sorry. jus' get so damn jealous of all the extras in my way."

"i can tell them to leave me alone. and maybe tomorrow at school i'll sit with you and your friends at lunch. would that help?" you suggested.

"nah. don't sit with me. kaminari would fuckin' jizz his pants," he growled.

"oh. um. ok! well, i'll try my best to get people to leave me be so i can hang with you."

katsuki twisted his head so he was looking back up at you. his tears subsided, and he looked at you with a gentle smile. "thanks."

you smiled, wiping away a tear that was about to fall from his ruby eyes. "of course."

he sat up, flinging you over him so that you were laying on his chest now. you squealed and giggled, the sounds filling your room. "now, let's watch somethin'. what movie do you wanna watch?"

you paused for a moment, smiling. "teen beach movie."

he chuckled, kissing you gently on the lips. "anythin' for little miss popular."

"shut up," you teased. "you love me."

"damn right i do."

reki couldn't imagine a life without skateboarding.

it become a lifestyle since the first time his feet hit the deck as a young child. the feeling of the smooth glide of concrete under him became so familiar, that sometimes walking felt unnatural.

that beings said, it was his craft. he didn't understand snowboarding, no matter how much langa tried to explain it to him. what do you mean your feet are buckled in? what do you mean you land on the cold, frigid snow instead of scraping your skin on the pavement?

even more-so, he didn't get surfing. the whole idea of it really just confused him. you have to wax your board? wear a wet suit? when you fall off the board, you fall into the huge, rough ocean where you would most likely get eaten by a shark. no thanks.

so reki chooses to stick to skateboarding. riding it everywhere. school. home. to the beach with langa, where he was headed right now.

the sun beat down onto his naturally tanned skin. he soaked up the sun on his bare chest and bare shoulder, the other being covered with a beach towel.

he was slightly in front of langa, who was still a bit of a newbie at the art of boarding. "come on, bro! hurry up," reki urged as he turned the street to ride up straight to where the beach started. langa pushed his feet harder to catch up with the red haired male.

"i'm not used to the summer heat," langa reminded him, wiping sweat that was dripping from his forehead.

"alright, mr. canada," reki mocked, holding his skateboard tightly under his arm as he walked up the wooded ramp and onto the sand. for such a beautiful day, the beach wasn't as crowded as the two boys thought it would be.

they walked down onto the sand, finding a place close by the water. their boards laid upright, making sure no sand got into the wheels. langa bumped the volleyball he brought smugly, then caught it and looked to reki. "volleyball?"

laughing, the boys spread to a more open area and began (very badly) bumping the ball back and forth to one another. the sound of adolescent laughter, waves crashing and seagulls cawing filled the atmosphere of the beach.

reki looked out into the ocean, noticing a person shredding the waves almost perfectly. he had never been interested in surfing, but he couldn't seem to take his wide, amber eyes off the sight.

the surfer's technique and passion stuck out to him, he could see it from here. langa noticed his attention drifting away from their game of volleyball and he began watching the surfer as well.

"that girl's in our class," langa said, pointing his finger out to the surfer who had began walking back to shore. you. "y/n l/n."

you had your board under your arm as you shook your head to get water out of your ears. your wetsuit clung to your body tightly like a vice, hugging every curve in your body. your hair was wet and salty, soft beach waves forming.

reki couldn't help the blush that covered his face. he always saw you in class, hair straightened and laughing with your friends. he could tell that you were a surfer just by the seashell necklace you wear and all of the jewelry that dawns your wrists. beads, strings, homemade stringed bracelets, you were a walking surf shop.

he also has talked to you once when he stopped into the surf shop you work at. he needed a new pair of sunglasses and he saw you at the cash register, giving yourself a turtle henna tattoo on your thigh. you looked pretty, cheeks red from being sun kissed and skin tanned from all the sun you get.

he knows you two are polar opposites, being of surf and turf, but you're so sweet.

he went up to the cash register, and you made friendly conversation with him as he paid for his 800 yen sunglasses. "hey, i know you!" you said casually, a big smile covering your glossy lips. he smelled your strong, beachy perfume. "you're reki. you're in my class!"

he smiled, leaning on the counter. "yeah. you're y/n," he said, matter factly.

"i am," you giggled, taking the money he handed to you and putting it in the cash register with no change due. "did you do the math homework that's due tomorrow?"

reki scoffed. "hell no."

you giggled again. "right. neither did i." you handed him his sunglasses.

"see ya around," he said, giving you a small wave as he walked out of the store.

"bye bye!" you sweetly called out, picking up your henna again and continued to draw on yourself.

sure you are pretty. it's a given. but seeing you like this make reki's heart skip a beat. his skateboarding was your surfing. your craft.

your life.

he could just tell that you love what you do. you walked over to your bag, placing your board down and sitting on it. you took out a hair brush and began to brush and scrunch your hair.

you threw an oversized t-shirt over your wetsuit, and you began to strip your wetsuit from under your shirt. it was so clever. both reki and langa looked away, not wanting to be pervy.

you had a bikini bottom on underneath, and you slipped a pair of linen pants on over them. your gaze landed on the boys, and you immediately recognized them.

"hi!" you yelled out, waving to them, you ran up to them, and reki thought he died and went to heaven as you approached them.

you were like a walking angel. your hair was already drying, pretty curls forming instead of your usual long, straightened hair that he sees in school. your face was completely bare, no mascara and all your blush natural from the sun. soft freckles adorned your face.

reki swore he fell in love right there.

"hey, guys!" you said, eyeing the volleyball. "oo! can i play?"

"yeah! of course," reki said, while langa smiled and nodded.

the three of you bumped the ball to each other, running into one another as laughter filled the air once again.

about an hour passed when langa heard the familiar tune of his phone ringing. he ran over to his cell phone, picking up the call. a few murmured words were heard before he hung up and turned to you and reki.

"my mom wants me home for dinner," he said, grabbing his towel and skateboard.

"aww, alright! bye, langa!" you waved, smiling.

"bye, guys," the blue haired male smiled, turning and walking away.

"do you need your volleyball?" reki called out. langa didn't even turn around.

"nah!" langa yelled over his shoulder. "just bring it next time we hang out."

langa disappeared over the ramp, leaving you and reki alone on the beach.

"is skateboarding fun?" you asked almost immediately, not wanting to make him feel awkward. you know how uncomfortable it can get when you're hanging out with friends and suddenly, your left alone with a person you barely know.

he smiled, bumping the ball to you. "yeah! i've been skating since i was a little boy."

"really? that's so cool!" you marveled. "you must be really good."

reki humbly shrugged. the two of you played with that ball for hours, talking about your pasts regarding your passions. he learned when your love of surfing began. you two talked about everything, life, siblings, parents, friends, school.

the sun began to set over the horizon as you two sat down to watch the sun setting. "you have to teach me how to skate one day," you said, taking your gaze away from the beautiful sight in front of you to look into his amber eyes that were already looking at you.

rei's face flushed red at how close your face was to his. "definitely," he muttered, smiling softly.

the two of you watched the sun set a little more before you got up. "you gonna teach me how to skate the way home or what?" you giggled, sticking out your hand to help him up out of the sand.

he chuckled, taking your hand and standing up. "alright, let's do it!"

the two of you laughed as you ran to your separate bags. reki slipped on a hoodie and grabbed his towel and skateboard. you walked over to him with your huge board under your arm and beach bag slung over your shoulder. "put your volleyball in my bag," you offered, and he obliged almost immediately.

"if i'm gonna teach you to skate, you can't have all this crap in your hands," he said, switching your surfboard for his skateboard. you smiled up at him, walking up the wooded ramp and onto the sidewalk again.

reki began to patiently explain the basics of skateboarding to you, where to plant your feet and how to push. he was shocked as you so naturally swung your foot on the pavement. "like this?" you asked, going slow so you weren't ahead of him.

he smiled widely, nodding. "yeah. you're doing it perfectly." you giggled again, squealing as you tripped backwards. he grabbed your hand tightly, keeping you upright.

"woah, thanks!" you said.

he simply smiled, holding onto your hand gently to guide you as you rode on his skateboard. "so you make these?" you asked, guiding him to the direction of your house. right by the beach. how fitting for you.

"mhm!" reki murmured humbly, not wanting to show off. hushed conversation filled the streets as the horizon was turning dark. you stopped in front of your house.

"thanks for hangin' with me today," you said, smoothly stepping off the skateboard as if you were a pro.

"of course," reki said, running a hand through his soft, red hair. he thought it was funny that you were thanking him, as if he just did you a massive favor. if anything, you did him a favor by blessing him with your presence.

"wait!" you yelped, taking out your phone. "i totally don't have your number."

you handed him your phone, and he gently took it and put in his number. he made his contact name 'reki the best skater ever' . it was corny, but it made you laugh which is all that matters. "as long as you put my name as 'y/n the best surfer ever' i won't change your name." you pressed the call button for a second so your number saved on his phone. you took your surfboard back and smiled.

"call me," you say, doing your signature thumb and pinky up hand shake before walking through your front door and shutting the door behind you.

reki stood outside your door, face bright red. he knew he was in love. despite you not knowing anything about skateboarding, he wanted to show and tell you everything and even bring you to an 's' race one day.

he couldn't help it. copying your hand motion to himself, he turned around and skated back to his house, knowing that he had just fallen for his polar opposite.

casual!bsf!yuji who... has a girlfriend? you aren't 100% sure, but you heard the words "my girlfriend" leave his mouth, so you can only assume.

casual!bsf!yuji who... nobara knows who you have feelings for.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you plot on with nobara. you skip school to go to the beach where you set up a brilliant plan. when yuji and his "girlfriend" break up, nobara was going to throw a movie night where you'd make your move on yuji!

casual!bsf!yuji who... you don't know if you like or not for sure.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you can't stop thinking about one night as you lie in bed.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you like AGAIN.

casual!bsf!yuji who... sees you whispering to your friends about the situation and then gets upset when you don't tell him.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you want to tell, but you think he has a girlfriend.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you remember how he treated you when you were talking to another guy and you decide to tell him.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you were on a mission with one day, and he brings up what you were whispering about.

casual!bsf!yuji who... jokes and says you have a crush on him.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you tell that you're not joking.

casual!bsf!yuji who... likes you too.

casual!bsf!yuji who... asks you to be his girlfriend later that night.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you can't tell if he's joking?

casual!bsf!yuji who... you don't know if you too are official or not.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you ask to come over the next day.

casual!bsf!yuji who... comes over your dorm.

casual!bsf!yuji who... wraps his arm around you as you watch TV

casual!bsf!yuji who... you start cuddling, since you two are dating (...?)

casual!bsf!yuji who... kisses you gently on the lips.

casual!bsf!yuji who... is definitely not your best friend anymore.

bf!yuji who... starts coming to your dorm every day.

bf!yuji who... you're shocked that people are surprised that you're dating. you thought it was pretty obvious that is was gonna happen.

bf!yuji who... brags to everyone that you're his girlfriend.

bf!yuji who... multiple people come up to you about, saying that you're way too pretty for him.

bf!yuji who... you two spend of lot of the time cuddling

bf!yuji who... always makes you feel cherished and loved

bf!yuji who... you can still always joke around with

bf!yuji who... reposts sweet stuff about you.

bf!yuji who... is the best boyfriend you could ever ask for.

casual!bsf!yuji who... has been your friend for years.

casual!bsf!yuji who... has had feelings for you ever since you two were in junior high.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you knew he had feelings for you, yet you never acted upon it cause you didn't feel the same way.

casual!bsf!yuji who... asks you to go to the school dance with him first year of high school.

casual!bsf!yuji who... brags to everyone that he's taking you.

casual!bsf!yuji who... rejected multiple people who asked him just so he could go with you.

casual!bsf!yuji who... many girls having crushes on, and you can't help but get jealous when other girls talk about how cute he is.

casual!bsf!yuji! who... calls you beautiful when he sees you in your dress for the school dance.

casual!bsf!yuji who... wears a matching tie corresponding to the color of your dress. he buys you a corsage to go around your wrist.

casual!bsf!yuji who... takes you out to eat dinner after the dance. the two of you get your food free because you two reminded an old couple what it was like to "be young and be in love".

casual!bsf!yuji who... laughs it off and says your just a friend. right

casual!bsf!yuji who... you start to fall for after that night.

casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks that you two are together.

casual!bsf!yuji who... sits with you when you go on a class field trip retreat.

casual!bsf!yuji who... rubs his foot against yours while you two sit together.

casual!bsf!yuji who... stares at you the entire retreat. when you look at him, he gives you a soft smirk and a wink.

casual!bsf!yuji who... mid-field trip whispers "i love you" into your ear out of nowhere.

casual!bsf!yuji who...se pupils dilate whenever he looks at you

casual!bsf!yuji who... calls himself your boyfriend in front of everyone.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you fell for even harder after that field trip.

casual!bsf!yuji who... dresses up as the grinch to the halloween party you were both invited to. the party is the day before actual halloween!

casual!bsf!yuji who... makes fun of the fake glasses you were wearing as you were dressed up as superman.

casual!bsf!yuji who... starts playing with your hair as you make tiktoks with your friends.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you take a picture of shotgunning a sprite, and it's your new favorite photo.

casual!bsf!yuji who... wasn't originally invited to the other halloween party the next day.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you yell "YES!" when two third year girls suggest picking him up.

casual!bsf!yuji who... shows up to the party wearing shorts and a hoodie.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you follow around all night trying to hang out with him.

casual!bsf!yuji who... play tackles you onto the ground when you two are alone in the movie room.

casual!bsf!yuji who... puts you in an awkward position, so when someone opens the door they see your butt up against his crotch.

casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks you were screwing!!

casual!bsf!yuji who... gets a girlfriend.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you start sobbing to your mom to.

casual!bsf!yuji who... comes to a movie night you and your friends were having.

casual!bsf!yuji who... can't flirt with you anymore now that he's in a relationship.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you can't help but still think he's so attractive.

casual!bsf!yuji who... breaks up with the girl after two weeks! he says she's batshit crazy.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you lose feelings for.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you go to see a movie with and he thinks about making a move on you but never does.

casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks you're dating again.

casual!bsf!yuji who... comes over your house regularly!

casual!bsf!yuji who... starts flirting with you again.

casual!bsf!yuji who... snuggles up on your lap one day at school when you two are alone.

casual!bsf!yuji who... sighs when he sees a lovey couple, saying "i wish i had a girlfriend."

casual!bsf!yuji who... makes it seem like to everyone that you two are dating one day staying after school.

casual!bsf!yuji who... sits right next to you wherever you go.

casual!bsf!yuji who... sees you joking shoving your face into your turtle neck and reprimands you for doing it. when you ask why, he simply says "because i thought I was fat when i was younger and i don't want you thinking that about yourself."

casual!bsf!yuji who... doesn't realize you were doing it to be cute.

casual!bsf!yuji who... keeps jokingly sitting on your lap!

casual!bsf!yuji who... wraps his arm around your waist.

casual!bsf!yuji who... chuckles when you tell him everyone's looking. "good, let them." he murmmers into your ear.

casual!bsf!yuji who... keeps trying to hold your hand.

casual!bsf!yuji who... jokingly puts on the headband you were wearing and wears it around like an idiot.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you finally work the courage to confess to.

casual!bsf!yuji who... one day does out to eat with you, where you were going to tell him.

casual!bsf!yuji who... before you even say anything, starts talking about how he would never date you and he only sees you as a friend.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you still confess to, and he rejects you!

casual!bsf!yuji who... promises that he doesn't see you any differently.

casual!bsf!yuji who... doesn't treat you any different like he promised.

casual!bsf!yuji who... finds out your talking to someone new. another boy in your grade.

casual!bsf!yuji who... gets upset when he founds out the two of you are dating.

casual!bsf!yuji who... comes up to you and tells you that on the day you asked him out, he truly did like you on that day, but he got so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do and rejected you!

casual!bsf!yuji who... you shrug off.

casual!bsf!yuji who... makes it his mission to get you to like him again.

casual!bsf!yuji who... flirts with you all day at school and even smacked your butt as a joke, which led to one of your third year guy friends grabbing him by the collar and yelling at him.

casual!bsf!yuji who... still pretends to kiss you in every photo.

casual!bsf!yuji who... doesn't give up.

casual!bsf!yuji who... begs you to break up with the guy you're going out with.

casual!bsf!yuji who... asks you to be his girlfriend 5 times in one day!

casual!bsf!yuji who... finally admits to you that he's been in love with you for years

casual!bsf!yuji who... you tell he missed his chance.

casual!bsf!yuji who... makes it a fun game to enjoy.

casual!bsf yuji who... you ask to carry you after training since your feet hurt so bad. he smugly picks you up and says, "i bet your boyfriend can't do this."

casual!bsf!yuji who... you go out to eat dinner with with a group of friends one night. when you switch seats with a friend, he wraps his arm around you nonchalantly. you rolled your eyes.

casual!bsf!yuji who... catches your receipt after you drop it and says "how boyfriendly of me, right?"

casual!bsf!yuji who... you told first after the boy broke up with you!

casual!bsf!yuji who... offers to hang out with you after.

casual!bsf!yuji who... comes over your house and watches movies with you.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you sit opposite of, feet on his chest as you watch a horror movie.

casual!bsf!yuji who... your dad asks if you're dating after he leaves.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you get in a fight with.

casual!bsf!yuji who... sees your ex talkings stage while you two are walking one day in town.

casual!bsf!yuji who... yells out his name and starts pointing to you dramatically, yelling that you still love him.

casual!bsf!yuji who... gets confused when you run away from him sobbing. gets even more confused when you don't answer any of his texts.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you don't talk to anymore

casual!bsf!yuji who... you can't stay away from.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you see at a party a week later, and he joins you and your friends playing hackysack.

casual!bsf!yuji who... finally asks "are you mad at me?"

casual!bsf!yuji who... you tell how you feel and he gives you a big hug, apologizing for what an asshole he's been.

casual!bsf!yuji who... ends up laying on the ground while you rub his back in the same night.

casual!bsf!yuji who... is your best friend again.

casual!bsf!yuji who... flirts with you endlessly throughout the night.

casual!bsf!yuji who... kisses your hand when you leave.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you eat lunch with. he has a crumb on his mouth and when you tell him, he smirks and asks "can you get it for me?"

casual!bsf!yuji who... rubs your leg when you sit next to him.

casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks you're dating again.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you don't even know what you are anymore. you're not friends but you're not dating. it's just you and yuji.

casual!bsf!yuji who... you'll always be secretly in love with too.