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“I should start by saying that I’m madly in love with you.”
Akechi stares, waiting for a punchline to come. But it never does. He’s never felt more tempted to drop his charming persona just to tell the other guy to fuck off.
“You mean my novels?” He asks innocently, covering up his anger with nervous laughter that he can only hope sounds like embarrassment. Embarrassment is good – it’s socially acceptable, makes him look shy, and there are people already sending curious glances their way. He needs to keep up appearances no matter how much the guy makes his skin crawl.
“No,” the asshole says. He’s not even invading Akechi’s personal space, but for some unexplained reason, Akechi feels threatened. As if the curious gaze alone is capable of all but stripping him naked. “My name is Akira Kurusu, and I believe I just blatantly confessed my love for you.”
In which Akechi is a successful novelist, and Akira is his greatest rival.