yukie sees akaashi and calls him over. "yukie-san. how may i help you?" the girl laughs, "well, you might've misunderstood something yesterday." akaashi looks at her with a confused expression on his face. "i'm not kotaro's girlfriend. we're just good friends." yukie laughs again.

"oh, i'm sorry." akaashi bows in apology. "it's okay. anyways, i'll see you later." yukie pats him on the shoulder and runs off to her friends. "akaashi," the black haired boy turns around when he hears his name being called. "bokuto-san." there he sees bokuto, looking as handsome as ever.

"akaashi, can we ta-" saved by the bell. "sorry bokuto-san. see you later, i guess." akaashi says and turns around, but before he could run off, a hand starts dragging his. "bokuto-san, classes are starting." the older pushes him into an empty classroom. "bokuto-san?"

"hey keiji. cut the shit. why are you avoiding me? i'm trying to be patient, you know? but i don't like being ignored." akaashi blinks a few times from shock, "k-keiji?" the older cups his face and whispers, "you're so pretty. i'm afraid i'd break your pretty face." the younger holds his breath. "bokuto-san." akaashi mutters. "hm?"

"you're really giving me mixed signals right now." akaashi refuses to look into the other's eyes. who knows what will happen if he will? "keiji." bokuto calls. "huh?" akaashi replies. "do you know how beautiful you are?" the older proceeds to caress the younger's face, resulting into akaashi closing his eyes. "bokuto-san. is this what you do to all of your friends?"

akaashi feels bokuto's hands disappear from his face, and he opens his eyes. he looks away when he sees the older looking at him, more like glaring at him. bokuto walks out of the classroom. and akaashi doesn't.