Kokichi POV:
I sat in class with the shadow of the Ultimate detective cast over my pale body. I felt like a bird was flailing and clawing around my rib cage.
It screamed at me to run, to get away. Yet another strange part of me wanted to stay. I wanted to know more.
Why was the boy that hated me in my class? Was this divine punishment? No, that's MUCH too simple, especially for how my life has been going recently.
I wanted to escape the memories of the boy beside me so greatly, yet here I am. In confusion, was I almost reminiscing?
A memory hit me in a flash—a dimly lit room.
Comfortable bed sheets, a calm presence behind me.
Another flash.
Sweat snaked its way down his bare neck. as my small delicate finger traced its way down his toned body.
"Ahh~" a small mewl escaped my mouth as he-
ACK-!!!
I was saved by the bell.
Well, not saved ultimately...
"Kokichi-Kun." he spoke. Firm yet with a trace of fear in his voice. I could practically smell the waver of insecurity.
"I think we need to talk." I turned on my heels to face him. "About?" I played dumb with a small smile.
I was terrified.
I had no clue what to do; my plan for the night was to... Wait! What if-
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