Lunchtime

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Jackson walked over to the table with Misao, they both were talking casually.

Suddenly, Yoshino walked over to their table, and sat beside Jackson, Misao looked at her, confused.

"Oh hello there." Jackson said casually, Misao was shocked at how calm Jackson could be.

"So, how is your date going?" Yoshino asked, "Great!" Jackson said

Misao was silent, "Jeez, why do you like her so much? You know she likes Tohma right?" Yoshino asked, "Eh, I dunno, I guess I'm just too nice." Jackson said

Yoshino was suddenly silent,
"I also know that you bully her a lot." Jackson said, "Bullying! Why I never! I just made a little fun." Yoshino said,
"Hey, I just think maybe we could all be friends, maybe we can all three just turn a new leaf together." Jackson said, Misao simply stared, Yoshino laughed, "Alright, enjoy your date!" Yoshino said as she walked away.

"Why are you so nice to me?" Misao asked, "Huh?" Jackson asked, "Why do you want to be my friend? Everybody else just thinks I'm gross... d-do you only like me out of pity?" Misao asked sadly

Jackson smiled, "I like you because your nice, and pretty, and, anybody would feel bad for you if they lnew what happened to you, I want to help you, and you just seem like a really nice person to hang out with, I.. I like you alright?" Jackson said.

Misao smiled, "Th-thank you." She said

(After Lunch)

Jackson was just about ready to leave, he walked over to Misao to say goodbye to her real quick, "Hey, um, I wanna tell you something." She said
"Alright, what is it?" Jackson asked, "M-mr Sohta told me that he saw you taking me home, I t-told him what happened, b-besides..." Misao said, "He asked me too, I gave him the same story, I think we're good." Jackson said, "Alright, hey, um, could you, take me home again?" Misao asked, "Huh? Well, sure! I mean, I don't remember where you live, but sure!" Jackson said.

He walked home with Misao, then went home himself

'You got Rizz jackson.' He thought it himself, he giggled to himself as he walked home.

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