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"Don't you DARE tell anyone about this."
After being forcefully dragged to the back of the cafe, Momo was trembling in nervousness as Dark was shouting at her about not telling this to anyone. He takes part-time jobs? What for? Doesn't he have a family to support him? With him in a barista uniform, he looked like a completely different person. He looked like he was harmless. As if he wasn't that dangerous gang leader at the back of the abandoned building at school that everyone was scared of. Momo gulped and spoke, "You work here? Why? How?", she asked.
Dark looked at her, then stood still. "Not like I want to... but I needed to."
"Don't you have an uncl--", before she could finish her words, Dark shouted.
"I don't need his help," he replied, visibly pissed off. "So don't ask."
Since there was nothing Momo can do since she doesn't know him completely, she nodded. Though her curiosity never really disappeared. After a few moments of silence, Dark decided to talk again. "...Come on, you came here to get something, right?", he asked, looking the other way.
Momo looked up to him in surprise. He walked inside to the cafe, and Momo followed him.
Momo got her order served by Dark. It was all the different slices of cake on one plate, her eyes sparkling as she stared at it. It was like she was in heaven. Not to mention she was the last customer, all she had to do was wait for Dark since he said he wants to talk about something. Probably discuss the "do-not-tell-this-to-anyone" lecture. She took a bite of the strawberry shortcake, and it was one of the most delicious things she has ever tasted. She peacefully continued to eat, and right at the moment she was at the black forest cake, Dark came out of the staff room wearing his casual outfit, though he was still wearing his hoodie. He sat by Momo's table.
Before he could speak, Momo talked. "Yeah, I know, I promise that I won't tell anyone about this," she said, finishing the cake. Dark's eyes drooped in unamusement. "You better... but that isn't what I wanted you to talk about."
Momo tilted her head as she wiped her mouth with her handkerchief after finishing up the whole thing. Dark leaned back on his chair. He gulped, before opening his mouth to speak. "What...", he couldn't finish the sentence.
Momo blinked twice, confused. Well, he just gave her cake, and he didn't really taunt her. Talking to him like this, it wasn't really as terrifying as she thought it'd be. It wouldn't be bad to answer a question. "Why?", she asked. The young man crossed his arms. "... I'll ask later."
He sighed, as the girl stared at him. "By the way... why didn't the students tell me that you worked here?", she asked. Dark shrugged. "I threaten them, I guess... but I serve them afterwards."
"Ohh, like this," Momo said, pointing out the scenario occuring now. "Not exactly...", he said. "...I don't talk to them afterwards."
Momo smiled at Dark, much to Dark's visible emarassment. "Don't think anything of it...", he said, looking down.
She giggled, crossing her arms, looking straight at him. "I asked my question, what's yours?"
Dark seemed to get surprised by the sudden statement. "I-it's nothing special, really..."
"What is it?"
"It's nothing."
"What "nothing?""
"That's not my question."
"Then what is?"
"It's really nothing."
"So is it a "nothing" question? Never heard of that..."
"It's not--- ugh."
Momo looked at him with a devious smile. Dark sighed and spoke. "What's... your number?", he asked. This made Momo shake her chair, almost falling off and choke her food. She coughed as she drank water. Once she placed the glass down on the table, she looked at Dark. "Um... what?", she asked, to be sure.
"Your number... it's just a solution to make sure you won't do anything stupid like tell someone or... um... hey, we're seatmates, right? So if a project comes by pairs, we could--- geez, just give me your number," he said, then snatched the phone from Momo's grasp. Momo, on the other hand, wanted to slap herself hard to make sure this was all true. Dark took out his phone, and started typing stuff on his phone. Suddenly, Momo's phone rang.
Dark seemed to have tested to make sure it was her number. After that, he returned the phone. Momo was visibly still shocked, staring at him endlessly. "Stop staring. It's for school," he said. Momo twitched as she continued to stare. How was that for school?
Afterwards, an old woman came out of the staff room with a gentle smile. "Dark?", she asked, seemingly excusing him.
Dark stood from his chair, and so did Momo as a sign of respect. The old woman handed out a paper envelope of some sort. "This is your salary for the week. I'm really sorry if I can't add it up, dear...", she said in a wry tone. Dark accepted the envelope and smiled, much to Momo's surprise. "Thank you. This is fine," he said, putting the money in his bag. The old woman smiled back, then looked at Momo. "My my, who is this beautiful young lady?", she asked, making Momo blush a little by the compliment. It wasn't bad since the old lady seemed really nice. "Ah, she's Momo. My---"
"Girlfriend, perhaps?", the old lady asked.
Now Momo's blush became more intense than before, and she wasn't the only one blushing. Dark was visibly flustered, as well, shaking his head. "She's my schoolmate."
The old lady smiled. "Ah, is that so? Nice to meet you, dear. I am the mother of this cafe's manager," she said. Momo smiled back, calming herself down.
Dark and Momo walked on the night streets to the school. As they walked, many students stared at them, confused and shocked. Momo wasn't weirden out by this, and Dark didn't really seem to care. He only had the intention to walk her home. Momo, on the other hand, is confused. To ask her number then walk her home-- she quickly shook off the thought. Nope. Not happening.
The delinquents ran towards Dark, causing Momo to hide behind Dark in fear. Dark was a tall person compared to her. "Hey, boss, we got the wallet from earli---, oh?", the weird-looking delinquent looked behind Dark, and saw Momo. "You're... the gardening club president, right?"
Momo nodded slowly, as Dark pulled her behind him more. "Keep your nose in your crap," he said. The delinquent stepped back and scratched the back of his head, laughing nervously. "Where were you guys?", another delinquent asked. Before Momo could reply in order to talk, Dark spoke. "Nowhere, I just saw her...", he lied.
Of course, the other delinquents believed their leader. The two walked to the dormitories, both silent along the way. As they reached Momo's door.
"Momo?"
It was Mira and Hugh, standing by her door. Hugh stared at Dark. The student council president never really liked delinquents, now it's their leader.