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signed-heart · 3 years ago

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you stay behind with everyone else

“not interested in getting yer ear talked off, y/n?” osamu calls out to you with a lopsided grin. you’d be able to see it’s more a smirk if you study his expression a little more, but it’s nothing that you give a second thought to.

instead, you smile and let out a small laugh. “well, i’m not too keen on witnessing the potential ‘no’ that the guy’ll get since he’s mega annoying, ya know?”

you and the rest of the second years in the gym share a laugh.

there was truth in your gentle retort, though. you find it much more beneficial at the moment to stay in the gym and let your mind wander about your current mystery a little further—perhaps in circles for now, but eventually on a path that leads to somewhere. after all, if anyone is up to date with gossip--whether it’s in your own school or even one all the way in tokyo—it’s your friend group.

osamu and suna return to their reading and ginjima, finished with copying someone else’s homework, now settles comfortably by your side with his focus on his phone. seeing that you had been looking over his shoulder for a while, he adjusts so that the both of you can see his phone screen well.

you laugh gently at this. “sorry, gin, didn’t mean to be that nosy,” you say lightly.

he laughs and shakes his head to brush off your words. he doesn’t mind and instead finds a sort of pleasantness—he’s not too sure what word to use to describe the feeling—in browsing through social media together. after all, the both of you are good friends.

“no biggie,” he reassures you, sporting his usual and friendly grin, “‘long as you don’t mind seeing all these posts again ‘cuz i’m sending ‘em straight to the group chat.”

you two laugh.

“i’m sure it’ll still be funny the second time,” you quip.

gin giggles and returns his attention back to his phone. there’s a notification the pops up at the top of his screen, catching both your eyes.

it’s a message to the group chat from suzue that reads: “AYO???? AYOOO??? I’M JUST HEADIN…”

another follows: “AND I SEE ATSUMULDSLFSD??? DJFSDKHAH…”

ginjima lets out a small snort and taps on the notification to open it. once again, he adjusts his phone so that the both of you can see. after all, these messages aren’t private.

suzue’s messages fully read:

AYO???? AYOOO??? I’M JUST HEADING BACK TO TEH GYM AND I ???????? ASAKDASfkshdkfjsjdjfKJSDKHJASH

AND I SEE ATSUMULDSLFSD??? DJFSDKHAHASKJJKHASHKJ WITH SOME GIRL IN FIRST YR NAD SHES RLY CONFESSING AAAAHHHHHHH

SHES GOT CHCOLATES AND ALL

NAD ATUSMU IS EATING THIS SHIT UP

ATUSMU U FUCKING LSOER

“are you guys seeing this right now?” you hear suna call out which brings both yours and ginjima’s attention towards them.

they have goofy grins on their faces and the four of you share a laugh yet again.

“there’s no way,” osamu continues, his grin remaining on his lips.

“ballsy move from the girl if you ask me,” suna chuckles, “i wonder what he’s gonna come back saying.”

“pretty sure he’s gonna reject ‘er,” ginjima adds with a small chuckle, shrugging lightly as he smiles back at his phone.

your gaze falls on ginjima to study his expression. hearing that he was certain the girl was going to be rejected interests you as it was a bit of a clue to your current mystery. though, it is a bit of a double-edged sword since someone’s rejection was potentially your advantage.

you wonder if you should say something and osamu beats you to it.

“yeah?” osamu responds, his tone urging ginjima to continue with an explanation.

he does, saying, “yup. me and atsumu were talking earlier today in class ‘bout girls or whatever with suzue! said he’s got other things in mind or i think? something going on? or?” ginjima pauses for a second, tilts his head and furrows his brows. his eyes dart from side to side as he thinks. “actually, don’t go quotin’ me on that. i’m not too sure. but! i know he’s not into any first year.”

“but there’s someone?” you ask. the question came out a bit too rushed and you feel heat rise to your cheeks. you feel a little flushed, beginning to sweat just a bit, and you try to cover it up.

however, your friends continue to prove it difficult to slip up at any given moment.

“oh?” suna chirps, his expression slightly lighting up, “that was a quick response, y/n.” his tone is snide, but in a playful manner.

osamu laughs at this and joins in. “i never knew you were that in’erested in my dumb brother.”

ginjima whistles as he sits up. he’s quick to nudge you gently with his elbow. this worsens your already embarrassed expression which amuses the three boys around you.

“ya should’ve said sooner!” ginjima beams, continuing on with the teasing, “ya know we’d do anything to wingman ya!”

“oh quit it!” you finally huff, shooting the boys the best glare you could manage as embarrassment flushes throughout your entire body, “it’s nothing like that! i’m just curious is all!”

“curious, huh?” suna giggles, “or… is it eager?”

“last time i checked, yer not a bad contender fer girl’s that are tsumu’s type,” osamu adds. he nods along to his words as if he was actually serious. for only a second does this suggest thoughts in your head; you’re quick to push them aside, however.

this gets a laugh only from the boys who are obviously having the time of their life. and sure, maybe you all knew it was just something to tease you about; but it was hard not to get riled up and embarrassed. they’re witty—was it a boy thing?—and the feeling of endlessness looms over you like a unnecessarily massive raincloud.

you sigh dramatically.

“like i said!” you grump, “it’s nothing like that. i just wanna know. plus, it’s not like we talk crushes in our group! i’m just—“ you pause for only a split second as you run words through your brain for an explanation “—expanding on the topics we can talk about!”

it’s a terrible excuse, but the boys silently agree to let it go and cut you some slack. after all, it is pretty interesting to dive into the topic of romance. it’s just a little icky now—not as icky as it was in middle school. it’s a lie to say that nobody in the group was ever curious about one another’s love life—or, in other words, that the boys aren’t curious about the girls.

so perhaps it isn’t bad to talk about it seriously.

suna’s the first to speak up and this gets your attention quickly. a part of you wonders why. is he eager to… perhaps… clear his name? is he maybe hiding something? “mmmm, there’s no one for me, really,” he says, and your lips purse slightly.

“liar,” ginjima quickly shot, “i saw you with a letter with a heart on it earlier this morning!”

your brows lift.

“oh, that was mine,” osamu responds, shrugging his shoulders.

your brows furrow.

“what?! ya got a confession, too?!” ginjima exclaims.

osamu laughs. “whatcha gonna do ‘bout it?”

and the boys quickly dive into a banter that extends throughout the rest of the time for lunch.

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signed-heart · 3 years ago

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you accompany atsumu to find suzue

atsumu has a bit of a skip to his step and his light humming doesn’t go unnoticed by you. you look at him with a small smile, unable to then hold in your laughter.

“what?” he asks, slowing down as he turns to you a smile. he laughs lightly.

“nothing,” you respond with a shake of your head, returning your attention to the path you two are walking. the smile remains on your face, however, which gets you a nudge from the blond.

“what!” he repeats with a slight whine, “what’s so funny?”

“i dunno,” you say, “just the good mood you’re in.” you giggle again and so does he. “you’re that excited about playing on suzue’s nintendo ds?”

atsumu gives you two big nods yet again, similar to the way he did earlier in the gym. “‘course! i’ve been wanting one since forever, ya know? i just gotta save up a little more of my allowance and i’ll be able t��get one!” he grins. “we can all play together!”

you smile. “we could, yup! is osamu planning to get a ds, too?”

atsumu shakes his head. “nah, said he’s not in’erested. but i mean, i’ll probably haf’ta share with ‘im though.”

you let out a small playful scoff. “like a good brother would do?”

“as if he’s a good brother,” atsumu retorts, scrunching his nose up. his expression, however, is quick to soften as sudden recollections of the nice things osamu’s done for him floods his mind. “o-okay,” he stammers slightly, letting out a sheepish laugh, “okay, he did help me out and gave me some of his allowance to pay for the damage i did to suzue… but hey! he’s still a scrub!”

you two stare at one another for a second, both seemingly processing the response at the same time despite it having been atsumu’s. then, you both laugh.

“jeez, alright,” you giggle, nudging the blond, “maybe you should ask if he wants to split the cost with ya. you’ll get it quicker, too, ya know?”

atsumu huffs dramatically, almost as if to physically show that he’s already thought about the idea but didn’t want it to be that high in his ‘what to do’ list of options. “well!” he begins, “yeah! true! but that also means it ain’t just mine and i’m gonna haf’ta sh—“

before he could finish, a soft voice interrupted him.

“excuse me?”

both you and atsumu turn away from one another and towards the speaker, both donning curious expressions at the sight of a first year—you could tell by her uniform.

“hey,” you respond first, giving her a smile, “what’s up?”

she gives you a smile that you interpret to be a nervous one, then averts her attention to atsumu. she rocks back and forth on the balls of her feet once and then slowly brings her hands from behind her back to the front of her. you’re quick to recognize the kind of folded paper she had and the small wrapped box.

“oh!” you choke out, quick to straighten up. you give the girl an apologetic smile and then turn to atsumu. “i’ll head on first!”

you’re unable to determine what was going through atsumu’s head with the look on his face—his eyes were a bit harder to read than usual—and you want to ask about it. however, you can’t. so you just smile and walk away like you said you would. of course, because you’re nosy, you don’t walk too far and instead hide behind the closest thing you could so that they were still in your view.

he seems awkward, you determine from the body language you see, and a bit shy. it’s a very different side to atsumu that doesn’t always show up around his friends and the volleyball team. he’s typically just brash and rougher—some people would call him an asshole—but he’s actually also quite the gentle guy. as much as he is energetic and conceited, he is still kind and considerate when the time calls for it.

once you notice the girl’s shoulders slump and atsumu rub the back of his neck, you’re quick to come to the conclusion that he had rejected her. with the shyness, there was a smidge of confidence in your assumption that he had a crush on her, too; but this was also the first time you’ve ever actually seen someone confess to atsumu. maybe he’s just actually like this (and that’d explain why girls keep confessing to him, right? did they perhaps see and maybe even focus too much on his gentler side?).

the confession wraps up quick and atsumu oddly bows at the girl. he seems to have thanked her and keeps the letter and chocolates to himself. you wonder what he said to reject her since the girl doesn’t seem too bothered. you can tell she’s sad, but the rejection she received seemed gentle.

as atsumu takes his leave, you turn quickly and get a start on your speed walking so it looked like actually had been walking. atsumu, though, had already caught sight of you watching and laughed.

“i saw ya!” he calls out, jogging up to you and bumping his entire side against yours which makes you stumble. it isn’t anything you aren’t already used to so you recollect yourself quickly. “no chance hidin’ it,” atsumu continues, “i saw ya turn yer head away.”

you scoff and refuse to agree. “nah, don’t know what ya mean, atsumu.”

he laughs. “oh sure, sure.”

if you were actually not as nosy as you say you weren’t, you would’ve just let the topic slip and continue on with the conversation prior to the interruption; however, you could never help it.

you’re quick to cave and you peak up at atsumu. he’s looks at you naturally and sports a grin that lets you know he already knew you were going to admit to being nosy. this gets a laugh out of the both of you.

“alright,” you giggle, “okay, i may have been watching.”

“oh? may?” atsumu emphasizes.

you grin with no shame—there really was no point in hiding it. “heh! just tell me what happened! who was she!”

“to be honest,” atsumu starts, his tone light, “i don’t know! just said she watches our games, admires me and stuff. but i told ‘er i wasn’t interested and i got other things going on.”

you hum so as not to interrupt atsumu’s flow.

“i’m not interested in ‘er—hell, i don’t even know who she is, actually!” he lets out a small chuckle. “so yeah. but i’m not an asshole, ya know? i told the gal thanks and that i’d read ‘er confession later. i just had somewhere important to be right now.”

you can’t help but let out a surprised laugh. “you have somewhere important to be?” you repeat, clear disbelief in your voice.

atsumu shamelessly nods—which is very on brand for him—trying to hold back a silly grin. he knew his words were fabricated, but the situation allowed for it (he’d argue).

“oh i can’t with you,” you sigh dramatically. there’s a smile on your face, however, that contrasts your words and the sigh you made.

you still laugh with atusmu, though, and the both of you start a light back and forth banter. you tease him about how he’s a softy, how being all gentle away from his boys is his tactic to keep the girls coming, and how he’s a total ladies man behind his ‘stupid jerky asshole bastard’ attitude.

he snarks back—he always does—but he’s quick to stiffen and become almost speechless at a retort you make.

“ya got a crush then, tsumu? that why ya also rejected ‘er?”

atsumu is slightly caught off guard with your words, unable to help the way his eyes widen. he stares at you like a deer caught in the headlights. he didn’t expect the shift as the both of you were just being playful. but, if he thought about it, perhaps it was inevitable. who wouldn’t be curious, right?

“well,” he begins awkwardly, clearing his throat as he fixes his expression and turns away. you can see the way his cheeks slightly redden and you notice the way he avoids your gaze when you try to peak at him. this catches your attention and your brows lift.

you hum to encourage him to continue.

and he stammers out a response. “n-nah…” he responds unconvincingly.

you open your mouth to pry and egg him on about being all shy, but then you’re interrupted once more.

“oh! tsumu! y/n!”

you both give your attention to suzue who’s running over with a wide grin. you could see her waving her arms, her folded nintendo dsi in her hand. this gets atsumu’s attention and he’s quick to abandon you and the conversation to make his way towards suzue.

this makes you laugh. and you suppose you can leave it at that, letting his reaction take place somewhere in the back of your mind. there was still plenty of time to wonder.

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signed-heart · 3 years ago

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signed-heart · 3 years ago

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it’s lunch time!

suzue has somewhere to be for lunch so she isn’t able to spend time with you. still, you are left with the hint to ponder who your mystery love letter writer is.

‘we spend our time together 5 days a week, but even in those 5 days, closeness i still seek.’

it’s a vague hint, almost making everyone and anyone a strong candidate, but it’s enough to get you started somewhere.

and as always, you’re having lunch with the other second years on the volleyball team. you aren’t so sure whether or not you should bring the love letter and challenge up with them—if they’d even know anything or if they just might blow it out of proportion—so you think to keep it to yourself and just work around the existence of the letter.

“mannnnn it’d be nice if suzue was ‘ere,” atsumu whines, letting out a sigh as he deflates against the gym wall.

you, the miya twins, suna and ginjima are all comfy in a corner of the volleyball team’s gymnasium where your group typically always has lunch. suna and osamu are busy reading over one another’s shoulders of the newest release of jump (they had borrowed it from a classmate); ginjima is hurriedly copying someone else’s homework because he of course forgot to do his own; and atsumu slumps against the wall by your side with his now empty bento box resting on his chest.

you look to him with a small smile. “it’s not like she’s never comin’ back, tsumu,” you tell him, raising one brow, “she’s just got a meetin’ with some of the baking club kids since, ya know, that was her club before ya snag ‘er from it.”

atsumu’s quick to move his bento off his chest and sit up. he’s fired up with your light jab and gets up on his feet, raising his voice at no one in particular. “and that’s my point exactly! she’s part of our club now and they’re still stealin’ ‘er away! she told me she was gonna let me borrow ‘er nintendo ds at lunch and now i ain’t playin’ on it ‘cuz she doesn’t wanna let me play on it unsupervised!”

“maybe ‘cuz ya dropped it last time and she had to beg ‘er parents to get the screen replaced?” osamu calls out which makes atsumu’s head whip towards him, "and ain't it the dsi? that's much more expensive than a regular ds, no?"

the blond points a finger at his twin. “shut yer trap!” he says as he crosses his arms tightly, "i already apologized and i felt bad! i even gave 'er my allowance that i was saving to buy my own ds!" he spoke with a small whine as he began to pace around, clearly frustrated at the absence of suzue and the rise of his previous... crime… it seems that he really does want to play on her dsi, though, and you wonder what game he was suppose to play.

ginjima beats you to the question. “what were ya gonna play, tsumu?”

atsumu's mood lifts and he grins. “animal crossing,” he says proudly, “i’m thinkin’ of gettin’ the game! ya have it too don’tcha, y/n?” atsumu turns to you with an excited expression and you can’t help but smile, amused with his sudden change of mood.

he was rather adorable when he was excited—the way his eyes sparkled for things other than volleyball was always amusing to you.

“i do, yeah,” you respond pleasantly, “me and suzue play together sometimes. it’s pretty fun.”

“it’s kinda boring,” suna chimes in, everyone turning to face him. his lips purse slightly before he returns his attention to the shounen jump magazine. “my sister plays it. all you do is run around and i don’t know… pick up weeds and chop trees or whatever.”

atsumu snarks back before you can.

“hey don’t shit on the game, sunarin!” atsumu huffs, crossing his arms, “ya ain’t just given it a real try yet! plus, suzue's a real master at the game and she said if i get a console and the game, she'll help me out tons!"

you all share a laugh, his passion amusing the rest of you. you find it cute, though, and can't help but entertain him just a bit.

"did she?" you ask, a smile on her face.

the blond gives you two deep nods.

“well, if ya head over to the kitchens now, ya just might find ‘er,” ginjima chuckles, pausing his hurried copying to give atsumu a grin. it’s a small push that he gives to the blond, knowing just how eager he is and how long he’s been talking to suzue about the game. “there’s around 30 minutes of lunch left.”

atsumu tilts his head, furrows his brows, and thinks. it doesn’t take long for him to come up with a decision. “yer right! i’ll go get ‘er now! maybe i’ll just sit in the kitchen or whatever and play there, right?”

you laugh lightly. “well, that is an option.”

he gives you a bright smile.

“wanna come?”

what will you do?

accompany atsumu to find suzue

stay behind with ginjima, suna, and osamu

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signed-heart · 3 years ago

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you head to the gym to see suzue

you’re quick to exchange your shoes, barely getting them on right before you jog towards the gymnasium. you had the letter gripped tightly in your hands as you made your way over. it feels a little too late since you do only have 30 minutes (they could still be practicing, just finishing clean up, or all be in the change room), but you’re hopeful to catch the team.

thankfully, you see suzue walking from the direction of the gynnasium. she’s on her own and you wave both your arms to catch her attention. her head lifts and so does her expression. then, she’s running towards you.

“hey!” she beams, letting out a small laugh as she throws herself into your arms. the both of you squeeze one another before pulling away, both sharing the same sparkle in your eyes out of excitement. “i was waiting for ya all mornin’! you excited about this whole thing?!”

you nod, holding up the letter to her. “yup! i’m ‘ere to get my hint.” you give her a smile and she laughs.

“‘kay, i thought real hard about this one, making it all rhyme and whatever,” she begins, clearing her throat as if to make an important announcement. and you find that it pretty much is. this was going to be the start of your scavenger hunt and you’re determined to find your treasure… hopefully quicker than your mystery person thinks. “yer clue is: we spend our time together, 5 days a week; but even in those 5 days, closeness i still seek.”

your brows rose and your head immediately tilts. it was rather vague, but also… very specific. it was definitely a schoolmate, hence spending 5 days a week together… but they still want to be closer in those 5 days? what exactly then did that mean? are they not in your class? not in your year? does spending time together only mean being at school together?

a bunch of questions run through your head and suzue catches the way you’re quick to zone out. with a gentle smack to your back, however, she bring you back and gives you a smile.

“pretty good, huh?” she grins, giving you—herself, really—a thumbs up.

you smile, nodding along. “yeah, it’s pretty clue-y! makes no sense but total sense.”

the both of you share a laugh and start heading to class together. she allows you to float in your head, but is also quick to answer your questions. she had an idea of how confusing the entire thing could be, but she also didn’t want to ruin any of your fun. she reassures you, though, that she’s definitely there to be your guide.

“so… ya know this person,” you begin, gently bumping your shoulder against hers.

she nods. “i do, ya.”

you hum. “and were they the one that gave you that clue?”

she tilts her head. then she nods. “basically, ya. i just had to make it rhyme!”

“oh,” you mumble, nodding along. “will there be more letters in the future?”

“mmm… i’m not sure, actually,” she responds, “maybe? we didn’t really talk about that. i just said it’d be fun to confess like this.”

you laugh and gently shove her. she stumbles over her feet and giggles, returning the playful shove.

and your questions end there. you don’t want to spoil too much and you don’t want to place suzue in a difficult position—after all, it’s all fun and games for now and you’re more than determined to figure this all out on your own. there’s plenty of time to think and today’s just day 1. you have all morning to figure out a plan and figure out where to start digging. you don’t even have to wait until lunch!

it’s lunch time!

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signed-heart · 3 years ago

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you head to class to analyze the letter

30 minutes wasn’t too long and you knew suzue might go off on a tangent. she and the boys still might be busy, too. so you decide that it’s better to leave it for lunch when both you and suzue will probably have more time to talk. perhaps then you could also bring it up to the other boys that eat lunch with you—maybe they knew something? but you aren't 100% sure it's a good idea just yet...

once in your classroom, you greet a few of your classmates who’ve already settled down and then walk over to your desk. you sit yourself down, finding yourself growing eager and curious as to who had written you this silly love letter.

it was unique, you admit, but unorthodox and slightly inconvenient. nonetheless, the idea was fun and you knew that you’d be able to complete the challenge. whether or not the person behind the letter was someone you wanted to date did not matter as for now, there was a little scavenger hunt you were occupied with. you aren’t even concerned about the idea of bitter feelings at the end if perhaps you decided to reject this person. after all, there truly was still a chance you wouldn’t be able to figure out who this mystery person was in “7 business days.”

so you thought carefully, trying to figure out any sort of clues you had with just the letter and its contents.

first, this person is fucking hilarious. sure suzue had a part in it and the girl had jokes on jokes on jokes stored in her head, but actually pursuing the idea and even making the letter itself funny? you’d be lying if you said it didn’t make you giggle and excited that someone this funny was into you. you aren’t so sure, however, who could be this funny.

second, this person is smart and, perhaps, someone close to you. it was a clever idea to type out the letter despite knowing handwriting it would have been much more romantic with great sentimental value. but, in order to remain as anonymous as this person could, it seemed as though it just had to be typed—that then suggests that you probably would know this person’s writing. this doesn’t narrow down a person, however, since you knew almost the entire class’ writing since more often than not everyone shared their notes. or, in a different scenario, they aren't even in your class and are just being extra careful in general...

third, this person could possibly be close to suzue as well. suzue wasn’t popular by any means, but the school practically knows the both of you as a duo. suzue was also rather friendly which then made closeness irrelevant… it probably doesn’t matter whether or not this mystery person is close to suzue because she’d most likely help them out no matter what. plus, the girl loved giving you attention therefore she’d definitely do this for you.

fourth—

“y/n.”

you’re immediately pulled out of your thoughts at the call of your name. your head lifts and you smile, your eyes meeting osamu’s tired ones. you notice suna peaking from behind him, a small smile on his face.

“you look like you’re thinking real hard about something,” suna says, raising his brows at you, “forgot to do your homework or something?”

osamu chuckles. “maybe she’s constipated.”

you scoff. “oh come on, now.”

the two boys share a laugh before taking their seats, osamu right by your side (as your desk were flushed beside one another) and suna just behind you. he tugs at your collar, pulling you back closer to his desk and you roll your eyes. you turn to him and tilt your head slightly, silently asking him ‘what?’.

he smiles. “what’s got you thinking so hard though? for real?”

“if it’s cuz ya didn’t do yer homework, i didn’t either,” osamu yawns, lazily taking out his books. he takes out a wrapped onigiri with them. “i have suzue’s notebook though if ya wanted t' take 'er answers, too.”

you laugh. “no, samu, thanks. i did my homework last night.”

osamu shrugs. “doesn’t hurt ta double check yer answers. suzue’s at the top of 'er class fer literature.”

“i’ll double check mine,” suna says, getting up from his seat to pick it up and drag it around. he places it right in front of your desk as there was much more space. osamu had already cluttered his and classes haven’t even started. “let me triple check with yours, y/n.”

you roll your eyes, only pretending not to be willing as you were already halfway through getting your book out for suna before he finished his request. you hand your book to him and he opens it like it’s his own, beginning to check his answers. you watch him and osamu with a small smile as the two worked quietly and rather quickly since they had around 15 minutes before class started.

you took this time to once again dive into your head.

you then wonder… could it possibly be one of these two?

it’s lunch time!

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signed-heart · 3 years ago

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you trash the letter

you exchange your shoes and close your locker, keeping the letter in your hand. after some thought, you conclude that the letter itself was odd and it gives you a bad feeling in your gut. perhaps it's a prank and someone just wants to throw you around in circles; or... perhaps... it's actually true. at the moment, you couldn’t care less for it as there are much more important things going on.

so you toss the letter into the closest trash bin, humming to yourself as you continue walking to class with the letter long forgotten. you have other things to focus on and a little game of hide and seek with a total stranger isn't something you were interested in.

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signed-heart · 3 years ago

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you open your shoe locker and a letter falls out, landing at your feet with its back side upwards to you. your name was written in familiar cursive—your best friend, suzue, had written it—and around it were heart shaped stickers obnoxiously stickered to form an even bigger heart around your name. at first glance, you could assume that the letter was from the girl herself; however, upon opening it, you were met with a typed up letter in 12pt times new roman.

and you half cringe.

“Dearest Y/N,

I am typing this letter to let you know of my feelings for you. I have thunk well and hard about the way you maketh thy muscle in mines chest swell, and butterflies appear within the linings of my stomach.

OK I’m just kidding LOL!!

I’ll get to the real confession already.

Hi Y/N

For a while now I’ve actually been thinking about confessing to you. Time feels like it’s running out for some reason and maybe it’s because I feel like someone else just might confess to you before I do. So I thought now was the best time. I wondered how I should do it and it’s no surprise that I asked your best friend for advice right? So here I am… Suzue said it’d be super funny to confess like this and I’m not going to lie, it is pretty funny and interesting, especially once I hit you with the plot twist. But, I digress (for now).

You are, simply put, someone I adore and only wish good things for. You’ve made me feel plenty of things throughout the time we’ve known each other and sometimes (most times) I don’t have the words to describe them. I get all giddy around you, whether it’s because you’re smiling for yourself or smiling for me. Maybe especially when you’re smiling for yourself—seeing you happy on its own just makes me happy (and wouldn’t you say that’s enough for us to know I’ve got a crush on you? haha). I’m not sure whether or not this sounds much like a confession now that I think about it, but I don’t want to be cringe-y and unoriginal by saying things like oh you’re so beautiful, oh you make my heart skip a beat, oh I wanna hold hands with you (I do)—I wanted to be a little more unique so that it’d be memorable, you know??? So, if it doesn’t seem as romantic, just read it like it is! haha.

Plus, this isn’t the whole confession itself.

Let’s play a game, Y/N! and I know you’ll play because you’re nosy and you’ll never let yourself live down never knowing who wrote (typed LOL) this letter. I’ll give you 7 business days (meaning, excluding the weekend hahahaha) to find me. Once you’re certain it’s me, hmmmm tell me how I signed off on this letter. That way only I’ll know what you’re talking about. Isn’t that exciting? You don’t even know who I am but you and I already have a little secret.

Well, actually, someone else is unfortunately in on this secret… Go see Suzue for your one and only clue!

I’ll see you soon cutie ;D

signed, ♡”

it’s only 8:00am and you don’t have to be in your homeroom for another 30 minutes. you know suzue is most likely still in the gymnasium as she is the boys volleyball team’s manager. you also knew you two would meet for lunch, as always. however, if you head to her now, you would have more time to let the clue settle in…

what do you do?

head to the gym to see suzue

head to class and try to analyze the letter on your own

throw the letter in the trash

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