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Shiro brought his face closer, leaving a few centi with Yumika's reddened face.
"What is Yumi senpai~? Don't you want to see me closer..?" Yumika's heart was beating faster, like a drum playing inside. So tight that I feel like going out.
"Shi-Shiro. i-it's too close.." His voice trembled, he could see clearly, even the details on his face.
Ja-don't till my heartbeat.sounds by him.
"Why Yumi senpai..? Mm~?" Shiro drew closer to Yumika's ear and whispered something,
"Ne.. tell me, I'm the only one you want to see, right? It's just me. The only one you love, right?"
DEG.
Uh..! It seems like I will go crazy in a matter of seconds, I have to shift the topic..!
"Geez!! I forgot the homeroom teacher was looking for me in his room, I-I went there first huh, I-I'll be right back.!" Yumika quickly distanced herself and left as fast as she could.
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"I thought I was gonna die earlier.." Yumika sighed, a scary situation. His heart has not stopped beating.
Those blue eyes almost bewitched me.
"Uh. I think I should go to the UKS." Imagining what happened earlier, it still made his body tremble. Not out of fear, but he was struck by an overwhelming nervousness due to Shiro's unusual attitude.
"Ouch!" Suddenly someone suddenly appeared and hit Yumika until she fell.
"Yep..! Pardon me! You're all right? Is anyone hurt?" A tall and beautiful-looking man walked away from Yumika's body and helped her stand up.
It was. like deja vu?
"Ie, daijoubu.. eh? You. who's in that park?" He had recognized this face before.
"..Whahuh? Uh.! Cat.. neko-chan, huh?" Hearing that, Yumika smiled amusedly.
Neko.. ?
"It's true that you helped me get that cat up in the tree, thank you, I just said it now." Yumika friendly.
"Eh. i-ie! Ie, I just happened to pass by and see you, oh yeah. I don't know your name yet?" The beautiful man smiled gently, leaving Yumika slightly stunned.
Really. beautiful!
"Yummica.."
They also spoke long, it turns out that the man has a love for cats, just like him.
But they were not aware, there was someone who was a little far away to pay attention to their every move.
Who... who? Who her? Who is?!
Anger and anger rule his heart and mind. His gaze could not be separated from them, a light like meghilang from his eyes.
The figure bit his own nails to the point of bleeding, watching the two people who looked close.
"Ano. Then excuse me, I have to leave the teacher's room" Yumika told a lie.
"Ah, yes, see you later." They finally separated from it, the figure behind the wall left his place with a strange feeling that throbbed, painful.
Bizarrely..
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"A, Shiro! Where have you been? I kept looking for you," Yumika said in surprise, "Searching for me..?" Shiro glanced at someone next to Yumika.
"I've been looking for you in class and asking your classmates, but they don't know either. You worry me.!" Yumika approached Shiro and grabbed his hand.
Shiro just threw his face away, leaving Yumika a little confused.
"Ah yes, this is my girlfriend, Shiro. Shiro.., he's the one who helped me get the cat in the park, Haruka." Shiro continued to stare at the man who was not too tall from him, maybe only 3 or 4 cm.
A beautiful man? Very substandard..
"Ah.. are you her boyfriend? It turns out the guy's like this.." Haruka said smiling gently.
Ck. Indeed why?
"We're very busy, we have to go now. Thank you for helping my girlfriend." Smiling, rather a forceful smile that was clearly visible.
Haruka just smiled looking at him. Their gazes were like they were clashing, Yumika felt an uneasy atmosphere was unfolding.
Duh!
"A-ah. k-then we go first huh, Haruka be careful on the road." After a while, they left little waving Haruka with a smile.
"Hm.." A few seconds later, looking at their departure, he disappeared from there.***
"Shiro..your hand..why could your finger be like this? What's going on?" Yumika asked worriedly as she cupped carefully and noticed her polluted wound that looked very bad. His blood has not dried completely, it will feel very painful if he notices it even longer.
Shiro did not make a sound, nor did he look at him at all.
Yumika looked at Shiro, "The wound will be infected if not treated immediately, I will take the P3K box, where is the place?" Ask Yumika again while standing up from her seat.
"Why..? You worried? This wound is small to me." Shiro said, finally he said something.
"For me not." He left Shiro alone.
"Where are you going?"
"Taking P3K," Timpal Yumika was already a bit far away.
"Hm.." Shiro smiled faintly. He stared at his fingers that looked really like red paint. How describe? For him this was nothing compared to what he had seen this afternoon.
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Yumika takes a P3K box on a shelf in the kitchen and returns to the living room, where Shiro is waiting for her.
Why is it that only P3K boxes should be placed in such high places? I don't know how important this is if needed! The grunt in the heart.
He actually came to his house, after a few hours ago Shiro asked him many times to make him want to not grant his request to come. A reason? He didn't say anything about it.
But, do you need a reason? His head suddenly became dizzy thinking of complicated things.
"Shiro, i-" How surprised Yumika was to see what she saw.
"Shiro! Then the wound will widen and get worse!!" Yumika quickly put the P3K on the table and stopped Shiro from injuring his finger until it became serious.
"Stop that, what are you doing?" Yumika now super don't understand her way of mind.
"This way, you're more concerned with me, right?"
You idiot!
"What?" A little surprised, what Shiro said never crossed his shadow.
"By injuring yourself? Oh my gosh, I wish I never heard that." Yumika said a little carried away by emotions.
Whynot? Which person doesn't care about his girlfriend? Unless he doesn't like it, or love it.
"...Yumi senpai's.."
"No, it's not. I mean, who wouldn't worry about seeing someone he likes get hurt? Don't talk anymore, I'll treat you now." Obviously Yumika while stalling and cupping Shiro's injured hand earlier.
"It's so bad! What stupid thing did you just do?" Yumika protested while cleaning her wounds, giving her antiseptic with cotton wool, and dressing her wounds with sterile gauze.
Now Shiro's wounds are neatly covered and better than ever.