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"Hey Yachi."
Silence.
"Yachi."
Still no answer.
"Yach."
…
"Yacchaaaan."
Hitoka sighed. "I'm trying to study, you know?"
Yūji just grinned at her. "Can I paint your nails? Please? I'll let you study then."
"And if I said no?", the girl asked, already closing her chemistry book. Maybe he would help her like he promised when they were done. She only came over for that, after all.
"I wouldn't stop annoying you."
"Figured. Why do you wanna paint my nails?"
"Well...", the fake-blond started, already pulling her from the desk to the floor. "My sisters don't trust me, and you're here."
Hitoka considered this for a moment. "And I would trust you because?"
"Because Hana and Runa do?"
Another sigh left the girl as she tied her hair up. "Alright then. Will you finally help me then?"
"Pinkie promise!", he said excitedly, getting some black nail polish and a nail care kit immediately.
It was relaxing, to say the least.
Yūji took all the time he needed while doing more than only painting her nails. He cleaned and filed them, applying some nail oil and doing some other things Hitoka found a bit ridiculous before even starting to paint her nails, but she enjoyed the process.
He was as careful as he had always been with her, but not in the way people like Daichi or Ryūnosuke were.
She'd compare it to Tadashi, or maybe even Kiyoko.
Soft, nice.
Careful in the way you are to your friends.
After the nail polish had dried, he applied a matte top-coat to her nails and hummed in approval. "You're all done now. How are you feeling?"
"Tired. This was way too relaxing.", she mumbled, leaning onto him.
"Good. You need a break, you study too much. We can study tomorrow, okay? Your exams start in two weeks and the only thing you struggle with is Chemistry. You can put this off for a day. You take a nap, I'll go and get some food and when I'm back we eat and watch the greatest showman, deal?"
"Do I not get a choice again?"
"Bingo."
Yūji grinned brightly as he pulled her to her feet and kind of pushed her towards his bed. "Don't study, don't think about studying, either. Just sleep. And if you need something, text me, okay?", he said softly, kissing her forehead before leaving her alone.
In his bedroom.
The blonde girl repressed a silent scream, knowing she was bright red in the face.
As he left the room, she got up and made her way to his closet, taking out some band's merch. She swiftly took off her blouse, pulled the hoodie over her head and also got rid of her skirt before going back to his bed. Who would want to sleep in their uniform, after all? She pulled the covers up to her nose and quickly fell asleep.