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date manages to forget, somehow, that mizuki is in hitomi’s class. and that the students eat lunch in their classroom with their teacher. and how truly terrifying a large group of 12 and 13 year olds is.
so he saunters into hitomi’s classroom with a touch too much confidence to bring her lunch. she’s alone, typing at something, so date knocks a few times on the doorway to get her attention, lingering for a moment to appreciate how beautiful she is peering over her shoulder, caught off guard.
“a little bird told me you forgot your lunch today,” he hums, holding up a small bag. iris saw it on her way out the door, and texted him immediately, complete with the little begging eyes emojis and everything. he knows it’s one of her many ploys to get them together, to help date sweep hitomi off her feet. and, well, he’s still nervous about it. but he won’t let an opportunity slip by him that easily.
“i may have packed a couple extra treats.” he admits, only a little bashful. most definitely not blushing. that certainly isn’t why his cheeks feel warm. “and you know, i’m on my lunch break too, if you, um,” date is losing steam. fast. “if you want some company.”

















