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I sat there paralyzed. did he... just asked if I like him? god damn it. I dont like him! its not possible. I am a heterosexual. I don't have feelings for such a bland, boring commoner like Makoto.

"uh Kuya?" Makoto asked waving a hand in front of my face. "hm?" I said. "I asked do you like me?" he muttered. "and why would I have a crush on such a boring peasant such as yourself" I glared. he widened his eyes, "wait I didn't mean as a crush!" he laughed nervously. I blinked, "oh you didn't?" I asked.

well I screwed up

"I meant do you like me as a friend?" he scratched his cheek with his finger. I thought about it. well we did go through a killing game together and survived. and I guess he was pretty tolerable. "fine I guess I consider you more then an acquaintance" I crossed my arms.

he clapped like a little child. "finally you never admit that your friends with anyone here" Makoto said. "thats because I dont consider you peasants friends" I said pushing up my glasses. "so does that mean you dont consider me a peasant?" he smiled. "no I still do. your just a little more tolerable then everyone else" I rolled my eyes. his shoulders slumped, "well at least your my friend!" he said happily

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