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"hey!" you turned around hearing someone call for you, "give those to me"
baji keisuke. the intimidating yet cute nerd from your year. your crush who you hardly ever talked to yet always be around with because of your group of friends together
"it's okay!" you didn't mean for that to come out in a high-pitched tone, panicky yet elated. you cough, "it– it's okay. i can handle this" you said
baji's eyes only stared you down, "are you sure?"
are you indeed sure?
you're not, but you don't want to bother him so you shake your head
he raised an eyebrow at your struggling arms from the weight of the books. seeing as that's the end of the conversation, you were about to turn and walk away before you let out a surprised gasp at him taking books in your arms
"come on" he said. but now you feel bad after hearing the tone of his sigh. baji noticed this and his face softened immediately, "you looked like you were struggling and i don't mind helping you out"
you stare at him as your heart melts. you don't understand how he can look so intimidating but have a nice personality. you don't want to assume that he's only nice to you, that shit would only lead to disappointment anyway so instead, you shyly smile at him as you nod, "thank you, baji"
then you went and walked with him to the faculty room. he didn't start up a conversation and neither did you. a comfortable silence envelops the both of you as you both walk without any haste
baji saw you in the hallway carrying stacks of books that the teachers most probably had you carry to the faculty room. a vein pops on the side of his forehead seeing how nobody's even bothered to help you. now he's kind of glad that no one helped since he got to walk with you side by side like this
you both arrived at the faculty room and went in to leave the books on your teacher's table
"thank you for your help, baji" you said as you bowed at him. you straighten your back to see him rubbing the back of his neck avoiding your eyes as if he wanted to tell you something
"say" he started, making you wonder about his next words as you never really saw him hesitate before, "i need to tell you something. can you come with me?"
honestly, he's just acting on impulse
fuck it . he said in his mind as he walked you to the back of the school. there were no students around anymore as it's nearing the end of lunch break. this is good, he thinks. he'll be able to talk with you without any disturbance
you on the other hand, are all fidgety and nervous the whole time. scared even, since he didn't tell you what it's going to be about
he stopped walking and turned to you, hands in his pockets as he stares at you with a laid-back posture and it only makes you look to avoid his gaze. but somehow, at the back of your mind, there's a nagging feeling that this must be somewhat of a confession? you're not an idiot and you don't want to act all innocent and clueless. but you don't want to hope for something that might only end up with a heartbreak
"i like you, y/n" he confesses and you freeze, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights
hold up! you hadn't actually foreseen this. you were so sure he was just going to ask about your friend since that's what you always go through when someone asked to talk to you at school
"i'm sorry– what? " you couldn't help asking again. you wanted to be sure. maybe he's just playing with you. any minute now he'd burst out laughing and tell you that he's kidding, then he'll get to the point and ask you about your friend
you were waiting for that to happen but when he tells you again with his eyebrows scrunched and eyes narrowed at you that he likes you likes you, this only had you combusting
what you didn't know is that his skin is tingling, he can feel himself sweating and his heart is beating rapidly in his chest like it's about to burst out if you don't give him an answer soon or if you don't stop looking at him with your wide doe eyes! you're so pretty like this gaping your mouth like a fish as you try to come up with words
"i, i uh" you try to speak as your hands start to fumble on air
he's nervous and he's starting to think that this must be too sudden for you but then he sees you take a deep breath as if to ground yourself before you open your eyes, lashes fluttering softly as you look up at him
"i really like you too, baji" it's like your mouth suddenly dried up like the sahara desert because you do like him
maybe a bit too much but he doesn't know it yet
baji's whole face lightened up. you like him. not just like him, you really like him! and just like every other teenage boy, he grinned so wide it showed on his whole face
"fuck yeah!" he cheered with a toothy grin and fist bumped the air. this is one of the rare times that his impulsivity didn't fuck shit up
seeing him so happy like this makes you smile as well. you've never really interacted with each other much, only fleeting glances and hidden longing stares that you always get away with
a warm and firm body engulfed you that had you yelping in surprise. baji is hugging you. arms wrapped tight around your body that you're squished against his chest and you giggle, wrapping your arms around his in return as you snuggle your face between his neck and shoulders
"you don't know how happy i am to know that you like me back, y/n. i wanted you to know how i feel and i didn't think that you'd feel the same" he whispered and thought back to the times that you turned your attention away from him when he tried to talk to you– you couldn't even look him in the eye
"i just didn't think that you would like me back that's why i never showed signs that i like you"
"to hell with thinking" he puts his hands on your shoulder as he smirks at you, "just feel what you want to feel and do what you want to do"
"easy for you to say. you're a natural when it comes to doing things without thinking much"
he gives you a glare and he was about to save himself before he thought of something, and that something is showing you how right you are
"you're right" he straight up kissed you on the lips