typically jealous

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four || sick

"Damn it, so much for a perfect attendance score..."

He cursed to himself, kicking a pebble of rock in frustration as he made his way towards the building. He had skipped the first two periods of the day to clear his thoughts

Though, not much has been done while he was out, he wanted to get this aching feeling at his chest to just go away but nothing that he had done had satisfied his needs

He was tired, nothing in his mind was cleared as he thought he would. His feelings were all over the place

The more he thought about them the more his chest aches, the more he thought about him the more his teeth grits, the more he thought about her the more his heart beat paces as if it was hammering it's way out of his chest

He stops Infront of the classroom doors, slamming his hands against his face feeling warmth overcoming his cheeks

He took a deep breath, letting himself cool down before sliding the door open

As he stepped in his eyes caught sight of a signature pink haired girl, all knowing

Ba-bump

Ba-bump

Ba-bump

He felt his face flush again his eyes still trained to the pinkenette as his minds screams

Hearing the door open, the said pink haired girl whipped her head to the direction of the sound in a lazy motion, her hair that once rests upon her shoulders fell off to the side of her arm.

He felt his face heat even more, and even more when her eyes met his

"Damian?"

And if it wasn't possible, his face couldn't have gotten any redder, he's screams in his mind even louder, he was freaking out.

"W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?"

He slipped through his mouth one of his thoughts, not meaning to raise his voice

He watched as she flinched at his exclamation, her mouth turning into a wrinkled frown. Damian realized what he had done and immediately covered his mouth with both of his hands

"Damn it! It's because of those eyes that are driving me insane"

It couldn't be helped that his chest was pounding in a ridiculous speed once again, mind still screaming and face red. He was a mess.

He tore his gaze and looked at the ground, he lowered down his laced hands

"S-sorry..."

He mumbled, stepping towards her table. Once he was close he looked at her again, seeing her emerald eyes still locked on his amber

A vein popped on his forehead, he didn't know why but whenever their eyes met his stomach gets this fluttery feeling, his heart racing, his face reddening, he doesn't understand and he hated it when he doesn't understand things.