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The line between hate and love is so thin.
That's what nagito thought when he found himself thinking about hinata for what felt like the millionth time today. How hinata looked ridiculously good in that stupid reserve course uniform.
With his stupidly attractive set brow and his soft but focused green eyes and god..he needed to get him out of his head.
As If being taunted, said subject of his thoughts turned up to his class He was standing here again, completely unavoidable in his thoughts and in school. Walking an ultimate like chiaki to class.
What nerve! Nagito bit his mouth to avoid insulting hinata like the petty fights they usually had. "Hey why are you staring at me? Hajime said defensively.
Nagito grew flustered realising hajime noticed him looking at him..or just undressing him with eyes.
"Oh nothing, just thinking scum such as yourself shouldn't taint the ultimates..with your mediocrity.."
It didn't take long for an arguement to start between the two. These squabbles has become a well known thing to class. 'Oh hajime! You should really check the time you know!'
You!! Hajime spat checking his watch realising he was late for class being distracted by komaede.
He has a stupid smug look on his face
'Ugh I'll deal with you later' hajime muttered
We are not finished! Hajime said the finishing statement.
Nagito went back to class and sat down while others chatted waiting for their home room teacher ms yukizome. he didn't fit in with the ultimates.
But hajime...hajime did, he knew he was worthless trash so he stayed away from them..but hajime just fitted in so well. Like be belonged there.
How could someone with no talent shine so bright..