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Chigiri ran frantically at the speed of light. His life was so over, and he blamed it all on his stupid alarm clock for bursting at the last second which is the main reason why he is here, running like an idiot as if his life was hanging on a thread. 

“Screw this fucking life! My day has just begun, augh!” He complains as he continues to sprint all the way to his school.

He didn’t get to braid his hair today, he wasn’t able to kiss his cat goodbye, and he wasn’t able to do his hair care routine properly too. Just how worse could his day be?

If he were to rank the top ten worst days of his life, he would definitely rank this day one of the top five. And yes, Chigiri is exaggerating as fuck. He has slight anger issues but he still has a little bit of patience in him. 

As he continued to sprint to school, he finally saw a glimpse of the school gate. He thanked the gods out there for being so kind in his thoughts. Just as he was about to step a foot at the school gate, he was splashed by mud on his uniform. Anger fueled his emotions, he was sure he was gonna explode at any moment. The redhead looked around to see who splashed mud on his uniform. He will surely teach them a good lesson. 

“Sorry!” He heard the voice of a boy, whose words were clearly directed towards him. Apologizing yet his voice sounded sarcastic. 

The man with tangerine messy mop of a hair, riding on a bike, was clearly the person who splashed mud on him. 

Hyoma frustratedly went to school with mud on his uniform.

And it was hella embarrassing. Everyone was giving him the weirdest looks. After all, who wouldn’t?

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“Gosh, you’re a life saver, I love you.” Chigiri beamed happily. It was a great thing that Chigiri has the ultimate malewife as his bestfriend, a.k.a Mikage Reo. The heir of a multidollar successful company, the top one in his section, great at anything, and the number one yearner of all yearners. 

“It's nothing. I can’t just let you look like a fool wearing a stained uniform the whole day. I would feel embarrassed for you.” Reo says and throws a hairbrush at the redhead.

 “Also, brush your hair, you look like you just fought in world war three.” He adds. Chigiri rolls his eyes in response. 

After Chigiri rushed to Reo, shortly after the incident between him and the man with tangerine hair. The purple-haired boy helped him by giving him an extra plain white shirt of his which is clearly from Gucci. Hyoma never even knew that Gucci has some plain white shirts. Although the fabric of the shirt was in fact spectacularly fabulous. As expected from Gucci!!!

“Why was your uniform covered with mud anyway?” The purple head man says. 

Chigiri remembers that tangerine haired man who splashed mud on his uniform and the way he said “Sorry” while his tone sounded sarcastic.

 “While I was on the way here, there's this guy, he was riding a bike and then he splashed mud on my uniform and said sorry, but it sounded so sarcastic and very unapologetic.” He stated, his hands busily working on his long red locks while he explains the unfortunate event that occurred to him.

 “This guy was probably having a bad day too and he probably didn’t mean to sound so sarcastic to you.” He says, earning a scoff from the redhead. “Bad day my ass.” 

There was another part of Chigiri which was certain that this boy didn’t mean splashing his uniform with mud. People all make mistakes and that is part of life. Maybe it was just him who exaggerated a li’l bit too much and excessively hated that man. Certainly, that encounter with that tangerine haired boy was the last time he would cross paths with him. 

Or that was what he thought.

By their fourth period, Chigiri was commanded by his English teacher to help her bring the documents like exam test papers and some work stuff related only the faculty knows blah blah to the faculty’s office. The redhead cursed internally in his thoughts for holding a bunch of heavy documents in his hands. While this freaking woman A.K.A, his english teacher was only holding her laptop and nothing else. 

He wished that he could speedrun this right now, but no. He might get scolded for his unelegant behavior. And being scolded didn’t sit right with Chigiri. Gosh why was the faculty’s office on the third floor.. He was tired walking around with these heavy documents in his hands. He maintained a straight face yet on the inside he was fro–

Fuck.

His magenta eyes widened as he saw a glimpse of tangerines. He knew he was gonna bump onto him sooner, yet he didn’t get to react. 

Chigiri landed on his butt hard on the cold ground, the documents he was holding, now laid carelessly on the ground. Shit. His ass stings so bad as if his ass had just been disconnected from the world. Chigiri wants to cry from the stinging pain on his lower half. Instead, he just let out a pained whimper. “Ow..” He raises his head as his eyes flutter open. His eyes met orange ones. 

“YOU!” Chigiri jumped up in surprise, pointing his finger to the man infront of him. 

“What– Oh. It’s you again.” The man with tangerine hair says in a surprised way. Oh, so this man did remember him.

 “What’s your issue with me? You keep on getting in my way!” He gave a loud, sharp cry.

 “Then sorry?” Chigiri felt his eyes roll in irritation. He knew that when he rolls his eyes it’s his signal to hurry up and get his ass up to leave immediately before he could throw slurs at this man that he barely knows. He took a deep breath and mustered a forced smile at him. 

“You know what, forget about it. I hope you trip on your shoelaces, I hope you get a bad day, and I hope that you’ll get dumped by a bird’s poop!” Savagely, Chigiri turned away and proceeded to walk like nothing had happened with the documents now in his hands. Leaving the man dumbfounded. 

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By their fifth period. The most unlikely thing that Chigiri would like to do now was to die. He turned out to be classmates with this man—Kunigami Rensuke— he heard his name was. And Kunigami was just sitting beside him on his left. 

Very awkward. And very frustrating.

The redhead tried to listen to the class, trying to put effort into understanding the topic but this teacher was just very shitty and not good at teaching kids about Respiratory and Circulatory systems. He wondered how the heck did this science teacher got into high school, graduated college, and became a professional teacher when all this stupid so-called teacher does is read the presentation and pronounce some words wrong. He desperately wanted to stand up, and shout the words: Miss, you suck at teaching. Even a fetus straight out of the womb could do better than you. 

But no. 

Another thing. His seatmate, A.K.A Kunigami has been throwing paper planes at his friend—Isagi Yoichi— They seemed to be not listening to the discussion. Only gossiping through paper. He looked away, it wasn’t his business to bother them. He’ll just let them play around and surely when the day of the examination has arrived, they will surely and no doubt will cry out in doom and despair. 

Chigiri began writing down notes. Copying everything from the presentation, taking advantage of this teacher’s slow reading. Compared to Reo, who is very diligent and great at almost everything, he paraphrases his notes. He doesn’t copy the whole presentation. He writes it in his own understanding. Chigiri asked Reo about it probably like 3 years ago. He asked: “Reo, why do you copy it in your own understanding? What if your understanding is wrong?” And he received a smack on the head from his friend that day. When Reo answered him. He said: “How did you even reach that conclusion, dumbass. Of course I make sure that my understanding is right.” And until now, Chigiri is still unaware of how Reo is able to do all of those things. 

As he continued writing down notes, he felt a paper plane hitting his head. He already knew who was throwing papers at each other. It was only Kunigami and Isagi who had been playing around, and they were to blame. In irritation, Chigiri turns his gaze to his seatmate, then to the paper plane, then back to Kunigami. That look on his face which is clearly saying; No, don’t touch that paper. Piqued his interest. And Chigiri did what every person like him would do. He grabbed the paper and opened it immediately, and Kunigami was very quick to react as if he had the reflex of a cat. He tried to steal the paper from the redhead yet he was only quick to move. Their strengths were equal. Kunigami would try to steal the paper from Chigiri and the other male was dodging his attempts to steal the piece of paper. As the scene continued, Isagi watched them in awe, as if he was watching some cheap anime battle scene where the heroine tries to steal the magical thingy from the villain. But instead they were teenagers fighting over some stupid paper. 

As Chigiri continued to dodge Kunigami’s attempts to steal the piece of paper away from him, he used his eyes to read what was written on that paper to know why his seatmate was so desperate for this single piece of paper. Is this paper expensive? Or was the ballpen used in the paper expensive too? But again, he was wrong.

It was because Chigiri himself was the person whom Isagi and Kunigami were gossiping about. 

You see this redhead here beside me?

Yeh what about him?

He’s pretty but he is so assuming vro, i keep on bumping onto him ever since i was on the way here to school, and during the fourth period i bumped onto him again, he might be doing it on purpose to see me because im attractive and im his crush lmao

LOLL WTH ya his pretty too btw but my meguru is prettier <3

Chigiri felt his eye twitch dangerously. So that was what this man thought about him, huh. How funny. 

He had read enough of what was written on that piece of paper, and it only fueled his irritation further. First of all, he was NOT assuming—he just happened to bump into him. Second, while he does think Kunigami is attractive and admits it, he never bumped into him on purpose and certainly doesn’t see him romantically. Lastly, Kunigami is the one making assumptions, imagining things that Chigiri never thought about him.

Glancing at Kunigami, he noticed the boy had given up trying to snatch the paper back. Chigiri placed it on his desk and began scribbling something at lightning speed. 

YOU FUGGIN FAGGOT UR HOT AS FUCK BUT UR THE ONE WHO IS VERY VERY ASSUMING!!!! HOW DID YOU EVEN REACH THE CONCLUSION OF ME CRUSHING ON YOU CUZ WE KEEP ON BUMPING INTO EACH OTHER?????

As soon as he finished writing, he folded it into a paper plane and aimed it straight at Kunigami's face. However, they were sitting by the window, and the cold breeze took control. What happened next was completely unexpected—the paper plane soared across the room, hitting their teacher, who was still struggling to pronounce the word "liquid," right in the face.

Shit. 

Chigiri knew he fucked up real bad. 

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After the incident, Chigiri was called to the guidance room along with Kunigami. The paper reached the whole faculty and they saw what Chigiri had written in it which was the curse one. They gave them a cold scolding, and they both blamed it on each other. “Chigiri, why did you curse at Kunigami?” A teacher who seemed to be at his mid 30s asked. 

“Because he deserved it and he was getting on my nerves.”  Chigiri answers in a carefree way. “And you think what you did was correct?” Another teacher stepped in.

 “Yup, he was the one who started it. And I was just defending myself.” He shot back.

 “Watch your mouth, Mr. Chigiri.” The teacher warned him in a cold tone.

 “You’re not my mom.” He lets out a chuckle. 

Kunigami, who was standing right beside Chigiri, bit the insides of his cheeks to contain his laughter.

"Chigiri Hyoma, detention for using philosophical words with your elders and causing trouble during class," the vice principal announced, his tone calm but icy.

"And Mr. Kunigami Rensuke, detention for your improper behavior in class. Your punishment is to clean the entire junior high school building."

Chigiri's eyes widened in disbelief. The entire junior high school building? Five floors, four flights of stairs, and forty classrooms in total! Was the vice principal serious, or just messing with them? He could barely clean his own house, let alone an entire building.

Chigiri felt like he'd aged a decade on the spot.

"Excuse me, but clean the entire junior high school building? It has five floors, four flights of stairs, and forty classrooms," Kunigami spoke up.

"He's right! There's no way we can clean a whole building by ourselves!" Chigiri protested.

"It's your fault. Clean the building or we'll call your parents," the vice principal replied, leaving them no choice but to comply.

Chigiri sighed deeply, already dreading the task. He’d better text his mom to let her know he’d be home late.

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4:20 in the afternoon, all junior high students had already left except those who still had to do some group projects with their groupmates. Kunigami and Chigiri were in the classroom of the 4th section in grade seven. It was their fifth classroom to clean and there were plenty more classrooms to clean. 

The redhead groans in exhaustion and frustration, Kunigami who is sweeping the floor with a mop looks at him with a neutral expression. “If you hadn’t tried to throw that paper plane at me, then we’re probably not here right now.” He started.

Chigiri rolls his eyes at Kunigami. “Why were you gossiping with Isagi in the middle of class anyway?” 

Kunigami shrugs. “I dunno, felt like it.” He answered. 

Kunigami never thought that he would be staying too late in school, he promised to his younger sister that he would make her favorite food for dinner. But it seemed like he would be going home by nighttime. 

He mentally cursed to himself in his thoughts.

Another broken promise.

And he was used to it already.

Kunigami continued to sweep the floor, his pace faster than before. He wanted to get over this whole punishment thing and go home already. 

Chigiri, who was arranging the chairs, noticed the man who seemed to be down. “Hey, you okay?” He asked worriedly.

“Why do you care?” Kunigami answered.

Chigiri rolls his eyes in response. “You son of a bitch, I was just asking.” 

Kunigami huffs. Too busy to even reply. 

Chigiri ceased from asking further questions, to make sure he wasn’t stepping on his privacy. He decided to keep quiet and just continue minding his business to put an end to this punishment.

By 7:42 PM, they were already preparing to go home after a very long day. The two of them had some assignments that were due tomorrow, and they just finished cleaning the entire junior high school building. Surprisingly, during the three hours they had while cleaning together, no arguments occurred between them.

It was indeed a long day. They bid farewells—well not really— and headed through different paths on the way home. 

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“You’re late,” came Haru’s voice, sharp and accusing. 

Guilt stabbed through Rensuke’s chest. The cold air around him only added to the weight of his emotions. Their once bright and happy family had turned somber and broken.

Their father had shattered their mother’s trust, cheating with another woman and abandoning them when Haru was just a newborn. Since then, their mother had been the sole provider, working tirelessly to put food on the table and keep a roof over their heads. Tsutako, their eldest sister, had recently graduated from college and was now searching for a job to help their mother manage the endless bills and responsibilities.

What Rensuke despised most was the toll it had taken on his mother. She worked multiple jobs, leaving her with almost no time to rest, and one of those jobs was something he could barely bring himself to think about—prostitution.

“Sorry, something came up at school,” Rensuke muttered for what felt like the hundredth time. He dropped his bag and headed straight to the kitchen, starting dinner without hesitation.

“Is Tsutako-nee still not home?” he called from the kitchen.

Haru shook her head. “She’ll be back in a few minutes.”

This had become his life—an endless routine. If only his father had stayed faithful to their mother, none of this would have happened. Their once cheerful family might still exist, and Rensuke would always hold his father responsible for its loss. 

No, he would never call him his father after all the pain he had caused his mother—and not just her, but his siblings too.

In truth, he had a father, but never a dad.

Rensuke made a vow to himself: he would never become a copy of his father. When he has his own family in the future, he will cherish them as the most important people in his life, showering them with love and kindness.

For now, though, Rensuke is focused on his studies and helping his family. He’s determined to find a part-time job to support his mother, even though he knows they likely wouldn’t allow it.

After 15 minutes, Rensuke finished cooking omelet rice and tonkatsu. His eldest sister should be home any moment.

“Can we eat now? I’m starving,” Haru whined, grabbing her chopsticks.

“Yeah, let’s eat,” Rensuke agreed, and the two clasped their hands in gratitude before digging in.

Not long after, the door to the living room opened, revealing Tsutako and their mother.

“We’re home!” Tsutako called out cheerfully.

Their mother looked exhausted from a long day, and all three kids knew exactly why.

“Why are you two only eating now?” she asked as she approached them.

“Something came up at school, and I had to stay there for a while,” Rensuke replied, avoiding the real reason.

Tsutako raised an eyebrow. “Are you getting into trouble at school?” she asked.

Rensuke avoided her gaze and gave a small nod.

“I’m sorry,” he said softly.

Their mother frowned, sat beside Haru, picked up a chopstick, and began eating.

“I told you to stop getting into trouble, didn’t I?” she said.

“I am, and I’m doing great at school, but something just happened,” Rensuke admitted, his voice tinged with guilt.

The four of them finished dinner in a comfortable silence.

It had been a very long day.

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It was a sunny morning. The birds were chirping and the breeze felt warm. 

Chigiri hoped for a great day, with no incidents and arguments happening. He made his way to school. But instead of yesterday when he was splashed with mud on his uniform, this time, there was a fight. And that fight involved Kunigami who was having a fight with Shidou Ryusei. 

He tried his best trying not to eavesdrop on their conversation, but every word that came out of their mouths were a bunch of curses and some defensive words. 

Chigiri  knew that if he tried to listen to their conversation he might get into trouble again. Heck, his whole body is still aching a little bit after cleaning an entire whole ass fucking building. And Hyoma doesn’t want to clean another school building. 

But curiosity got the better of him. 

Chigiri, who was cautiously walking while his pace was slow at the same time, managed to hear some words from them.

“I told you, I don’t want to!” Kunigami shot back, watching Shidou laugh like a maniac.

“You’re not interested? Come on protein-boy. It’s 100k yen! Don’t you and your prostitute mommy need it..?” Shidou says in a playful way.

What?

Prostitute mom?

Kunigami’s eyes flared up in anger, frustration, anger, and hatred seemed to build up inside him. He looked like he was ready to kill someone. Yet his eyes looked a bit hesitant. 

Shit.

Chigiri knew that it was his signal to run before he could get involved in this fight. 

But all of a sudden, a strong big hand pulled him. Hyoma closes his eyes shut for a moment. Preparing to get beaten up by one of these guys. But instead..

“Then here! This man over here, is my boyfriend!” Kunigami declared. 

Chigiri opens his eyes in confusion. 

What?

He turns his gaze to the fine man who is holding his wrist and realizes its Kunigami fucking Rensuke. 

Boyfriend? Me? What? 

Confusion filled him. He thought this man over here hates him and now his dating him?

What the fuck is happening?

What?

Again, what?

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Chigiri’s eyes narrowed, twin daggers of judgment. His stare was so icy, Kunigami briefly wondered if frostbite could be emotional.

“Why the fuck did you say I’m your boyfriend?” Chigiri asked, each word a slap in the face.

Kunigami swallowed hard. His brain had short-circuited. His mouth had gone rogue. His hand had grabbed Chigiri’s wrist like it was auditioning for a romcom. And then—he’d told Shidou fucking Ryusei that they were dating.

Out of all the people who could be his fake boyfriend, he’d picked the short, fiery, leggy redhead who looked like he could bench press your self-esteem and then insult your eyeliner.

Kunigami blinked. “I panicked.”

“So you chose me?”

“Shidou was being weird!”

“Shidou is always weird.”

“Exactly! I needed a counterattack. You were nearby. And hot. And—”

“You called me a femboy.”

“A hot femboy!”

Chigiri looked ready to commit a felony. Kunigami considered faking his own death.

“I’m sorry.” Kunigami started, his gaze on the cold ground. “I didn’t mean to drag you in my mess.” He adds.

Chigiri exhaled, already regretting every life choice that led to this moment. Fake dating someone he barely knew? Not on his bingo card. He’d planned for grades, new friends, maybe a little drama—but not this. Not a guy who looked like he’d walked out of a romance anime and into his life.

“What now? You expect me to cover up as your so-called boyfriend?” Chigiri says, a questioning expression written all over his face. 

Kunigami nods his head. “Be my boyfriend for at least three months. And we will break up soon too.” He says in a hopeful tune.

“And what do I get in return?” The shorter male asks.

Kunigami thought wisely about it. He didn’t think about what to grant his favor in return. 

“Anything.” He says. 

“Oh, anything?” The redhead grins in satisfaction, making Kunigami gulp nervously.

“Just– not anything weird or stupid.” Kunigami answers.

Chigiri cleared his throat, then began to pace—slow, deliberate steps as he circled the taller male. One hand rested thoughtfully on his chin.

“Tutor me.” Chigiri said with a hint of determination mixed with shyness.

“Wha- Tutor you?” Kunigami replied, hesitating for a second. He is a student who gets average grades. He often aces his test papers—But of course, Reo is still smarter than him—there were also times he gets a B. But he is surprisingly good at math, and he gets all of the equations right. 

“I’m having a hard time studying recently. And I don’t quite understand the lessons frequently.” He says shyly.

“What subjects are you having difficulty with?” 

“Hmm, not that much. Just math, science, history, music, chemistry, and biology.”

“What the– Alright. I’ll help you with it. Just be my boyfriend for a while.” Kunigami says with determination. 

Chigiri lets out a satisfied grin. The thought about high grades made it exciting for him. Although the thought of being in a fake relationship in return for better test scores, high grades, and academic excellence gives him shivers and a rush of adrenaline. 

He had never been in a relationship. If he were to take things seriously despite this whole relationship being fake, he would consider this relationship as his first one. People had confessed to him before. Both male and female. And the redhead had to kindly turn them down because he is currently not interested in being in a relationship. Or he is not interested in anyone. 

He wondered if he would do a good job doing his part as Kunigami Rensuke’s boyfriend even though it’s not real. 

“Okay! When are we studying?” He asks.

“I’ll see if I’m free this Friday.” He answers.

“Great. This Friday then?”

“Yeah.”

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Apparently, Kunigami dating Chigiri was the headline of the week. Junior High gossip had done its job. Chigiri walked like he was dodging landmines—each step slow, each silence suspiciously loud. The whispers didn’t need volume—they were everywhere.

The rumor bloomed fast—Kunigami and Chigiri, tangled in something more than friendship. Now, the school felt like a stage. It was very questionable. Kunigami Rensuke, the gym rat, well-mannered average student dating the sassy, trendy boy who is always present when it comes to the latest gossip, A.K.A Chigiri Hyoma? 

No one had ever seen them talk. Not once. And now they’re dating? The news hit like a plot twist no one saw coming—loud, messy, and impossible to ignore.

The question is, how the heck did these students discover they were dating when they hadn’t told a single person about it? 

“He’s dating Kunigami?”

“I heard he is dating Kunigami Rensuke from class-”

“To be honest, they look good together. Kunigami is the alpha and Chigiri is the ome–”

Okay, that wasn’t needed. But genuinely, Chigiri feels a bit uncomfortable knowing he’s at the center of the attention now. And of course, the main question of everything is how the heck does everyone know that he is dating—well not actually dating but fake dating—Kunigami, when he didn’t even tell anyone including Reo about it?

He went to his locker and placed a few books inside before heading to the classroom.

And as expected, he found Reo standing by the doorway with a questioning expression. He took a heavy sigh and eyed the redhead. “I thought you were complaining to me just yesterday about a certain man with orange hair, and now you are dating him? Woah, that’s very out of character of you, Chigiri Hyoma.” He said in a sarcastic way with a hint of a tone that is trying to sound polite and soft.

It looks like he’ll be explaining a lot of things now..

“So you're telling me that you got caught up in a street fight because of your nosy behavior, and now you're in a fake relationship with Kunigami?” Reo stifles his laughter as he watches Chigiri roll his eyes.

“You know what, I’ll explain everything. Full details and a long ass explanation.” He stated before he calmly cleared his throat.

“Then here! This man over here is my boyfriend!” Kunigami yelled at the man in front of him. His voice was raging with anger and all Chigiri could do at that moment was pray that he wasn’t gonna end up living like a shoujo anime girl with 100 love interests or end up in a relationship with this man he had barely spoken to. 

“Wait, what-” In confusion, Chigiri turned his gaze to Kunigami who was gripping on his wrist, and gave him a questioning expression, and the buff man only gave him a sharp look that says: Just play along.

Chigiri wanted to live a long life. So he just nodded like an idiot and flashed a smile at Shidou and spoke in a way that seemed like he was being held hostage.

“Hi.. I’m Chigiri Hyoma.. Kunigami’s boyfriend…” It sounded so forced, but he couldn’t help it. 

Shidou blinked twice before bursting into laughter. “You’re dating a twink.” He says in between laughter. And Chigiri swore he heard his guardian angel trying to calm him and stop him from pulling out every single strand of Shidou Ryusei’s hair. 

This fucking faggot.

“No, you’re not a twink. You’re a femboy.” He clapped like a fool, laughing as if he had just discovered comedy and jabbing a finger at the couple. Nothing about it was funny. Chigiri felt hot and hollow at once, furious at being branded a femboy and a twink in the same breath, by the same mouth, all because his long raspberry hair and soft features looked feminine.

“Yeah. A beautiful femboy,” Kunigami answered. Chigiri’s eye twitched; the calm on his face was a lie.

“A zesty femboy.” Shidou added.

“What the fuck are you saying you retarded fuckass mentally unstable piece of shit-” 

Just as Chigiri’s lips parted to unleash another venom-laced insult, Kunigami lunged forward, silencing him with a firm hand. 

Chigiri stared at the clouds for a moment. Trying to recall the other events that had happened. “Yeah, that's what had happened earlier.” He said.

“So.. Shidou called you a twink and a femboy?” Reo repeated. He tries to stifle his laughter to a chuckle. 

“Twink? Femboy?” He scoffed, running a hand through his hair. “Try androgynous. Look it up.” His irritation simmered just beneath the surface, like a fuse waiting to catch.

“So you guys are dating?” Reo asked once again.

“Fake dating. And yes.” He corrected. “And in exchange, I asked him to tutor me on all the subjects I find difficult. And he agreed.” He adds.

Reo lets out a relieved sigh. “Looks like you’re gonna experience the wattpad life huh?” 

Chigiri rolls his eyes. “I never wanted this. But he’s gonna teach me in return so why not?” He answers.

“Kids nowadays.” Reo says teasingly.

“Atleast I’m not like you who isn’t stuck in a toxic gay situationship with their so-called best friend.” He shot back.

Reo gives him an offended glare. “Excuse me?! Whatever.” He turns around to leave. “Goodluck with your fake relationship with Kunigami!”

Surely, the following days would be interesting.