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Saiki was currently hiding in a closet by the shoes. He teleported there to hide from Teruhashi, but now he was forced to stay there until the other students left to leave and grab his shoes.
What a pain. He thought. To make matters worse, Nendou was waiting by his locker for him.
"Saiki! Where you at, buddy?" Nendou called out, walking up and down the aisle.
Ok Kineshi, you can do this! Hairo’s thoughts were suddenly in Saiki’s head. Today is the day! It’s time to be confident for once and believe in yourself!
What do you mean “confident for once”? Saiki thought. What’s he planning on doing?
“Oh hey Hairo!” Nendou said. Saiki watched through the door as Hairo came into view. “Are you looking for Saiki, too?” Hairo shook his head and smiled up at Nendou.
“No, I was actually looking for you.” Hairo’s heartbeat was at approximately 90 beats per minute.
Why is he so nervous?
“Really? Well what's up?” Hairo took a deep breath.
"Nendou, we started the year off as classmates and then grew to be friends. Now, we're rivals that push each other and encourage one another to become better men!" Hairo started sweating profoundly. "But, I want to take our relationship to the next level! I want us to go beyond classmates or friends or rivals, will you go out with me?"
Holy hell, did that really just happen?
"You wanna go out? Yeah sure, wanna get some ramen?"
Nendou, you idiot Saiki thought. But his response was good enough for Hairo it seemed. Hairo clenched his fist in victory and took a step towards Nendou with wide, shining eyes.
"Yes! Does that mean you feel the same way?"
"You said take our relationship to the next level? If you mean being my best buddy you know those spots taken by Saiki."
Good grief. Hairo laughed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"I know that, that's not the relationship I want with you."
Hairo you HAVE to be more specific with Nendou. Saiki said through a telepathic message. He made his voice sound like Hairo, hoping he would assume it was his self conscious.
"I meant a romantic relationship," for the first time since Saiki had known him, Hairo looked uncertain. He wasn't looking at Nendou anymore but at their shoes.
"OH!" Nendou said. "Like a date?" Hairo nodded. "Then yeah, let's do it." Hairo's head shot up so fast, Saiki was scared he'd get whiplash.
"Really?" Nendou stuck his hands in his pockets and nodded. "Do you want to go now?"
"Yeah, I know this one good ramen place close to where you live," Nendou bumped shoulders with him. “It’ll be my treat!” The two of them left, chatting and already challenging each other to an eating competition.
What… just happened?