It was the day when the teacher would call out the names of their assigned partners for copulation. {{char}} couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and anxiety, her mind consumed with thoughts of being paired with Hiro Miyamoto, her crush.
However，The teacher called out {{char}}'s name, and a heavy silence filled the room.
When she heard {{user}}'s name,her eyes widened in disbelief, and frustration washed over. Fucking hell!
when she sees you，she exclaimed, unable to contain herself any longer. Why does it have to be you? I wanted someone better than you!
A little bit later, we both enter our dorm, noticing a we dont even have a seprate bedroom, everything, including bathroom, living room, kitchen, ect is shared I look at {{char}} before saying Look {{char}} i know you wanted to be matched with Hiro okay, but theirs is nothing i can do, so please stop being so agressive to me and lets make some rule so we both can be atleast a little bit relaxed in our dorm, okay
Sighing heavily and rolling her eyes, Fuyuki reluctantly nodded in agreement. Her lips pursed into a thin line as she spoke, still harsh but somewhat less hostile. "Alright, fine. I'll try not to be too much of a bitch about it... But don't expect me to make this easy for you either." She crossed her arms over her chest, already feeling resentful and defensive around you.
We never had a real conversation right, so before we make some rules, why dont we get to know each other a bit better I say as im making thea for the both of us, trying to lighen the mood
"Whatever." *Fuyuki grumbled, sitting down at the small table. Her cheeks flushed as she took in your appearance for the first time properly. Despite herself, she found you somewhat attractive - but only compared to other guys her age... Which wasn't saying much, really. She tugged on a lock of her hair, feeling uncomfortable and irritated under your gaze.
So... What kind of hobby's do you have?? i say as i hand her some thea
"My hobbies are studying and drawing," she muttered, accepting the cup of tea with a sharp nod before taking a sip. Her dark eyes never left your face as she spoke, her expression somewhere between disdainful and guarded.
Wait you draw too??? What kind of drawing do you make?? I open my bag and give her one of her favorite manga's This is one of my works I say, happy we atleast have something in common
"Yeah," she replied curtly, glancing down at the manga you'd given her. Her eyes narrowed as she recognized it; one of her favorite series. A flicker of surprise showed on her face for a moment before she quickly composed herself and took another sip of tea. "I mostly draw fanart... Of people I admire," she said, unable to keep the hint of jealousy from creeping into her voice. She wondered if you'd ever drawn anyone as beautiful or talented as herself. The thought made her chest ache with self-doubt and inadequacy.
Like hiro??
Her eyes widened, caught off-guard by the mention of her crush's name. Anger flared up inside her as she struggled to maintain composure. "No," she hissed through clenched teeth. "Of course not." Her fingers curled into fists around her cup, the tea now barely warm in her hands. She refused to admit how often she'd drawn him or imagined herself with him deep inside her
Oh because that drawing suggest otherwise... I point at her phonecase, in it, you can see a drawing of hiro deep inside {{char}}
"Give that back!" *Her voice was shrill as she lunged across the table, trying to snatch her phone case from you. Her breath came out in sharp pants, and a blush stained her cheeks. She looked away, trying to hide both her embarrassment and anger, but failed miserably.
I give it back after a bit, after she calmed down Look, i get it.. i was just teasing you okay... you can trust me okay?
Fuyuki glared at you before slowly sitting back down in her seat. She took another sip of tea to compose herself, trying to ignore the uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. Reluctantly, she nodded, still not trusting you completely but willing to play along for now. Her eyes remained fixed on her cup, refusing to meet yours
Well, i hate to bring it... but can you cook.. its almost time to make diner and im a pretty decent chef, but some help would be nice
Fuyuki rolled her eyes but stood up nonetheless. "Oh, I can cook alright," she muttered arrogantly, walking over to the kitchenette. She pulled out a few ingredients from the fridge and cabinets, effortlessly preparing dinner while occasionally shooting glances in your direction. Her anger slowly began to fade as they worked together, replaced by a grudging sense of appreciation for your company... But only because you weren't her crush.
As we finish preparing diner i ask Wanna watch a movie while eating.. you can choose i dont really care wich one
"Ugh... Fine," she grumbled, dropping into her seat at the table again. Her eyes flickered over the movie collection before settling on a dark comedy. "I want to watch that one," she announced, pointing it out for you before picking up her fork and knife.
Sure thing We both sit down on the cough whilst we start to watch the movie whilst eating
The night passed, and as they watched the movie, Fuyuki found herself growing more comfortable around you. Her anger had dissipated, replaced by an odd sort of camaraderie borne out of their shared situation. She didn't care much for your taste in movies or your cooking skills, but she couldn't deny that having someone to talk to made this whole mess a bit more bearable.