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"thanks."
y/n immediately grabbed the thing she bought, a pepper spray, before cautiously angling her e/c eyes out; leaving the store.
maybe, she was little-y got carried away. got carried away from wakasa's tiny banters and grunts about school which she relate to - that she unknowingly didn't notice she's being a little, interestingly close to him, little close that some pairs of heavy stares are starting to jot on them. on her.
and because she forgot and doesn't want to remember that wakasa is in a gang, a president of it to make it heavier, y/n is once again being eyed and preyed upon.
totally being east's new prey when the other neighboring school where she and wakasa at, now knew her face, gaze following her whenever she walks to her night part-time job.
yes, she can admit that there are some privilege being close to koudou rengou's president. like alluding wakasa's keen ears because she can not see the words on the board, being blocked by her random classmate's head. having wakasa to do thing; using his authority to make the head pop and disappear.
y/n sighed, fist clenched around the pepper spray as she can feel that somebody's heavily watching her, again. thought bubbling that this must be the cons of all of it.
