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Karamatsu - Prepared?

𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭!𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Whenever you were at school, the hands on the clock seemed to purposely take forever to reach the final minutes of the day.

You tapped your finger impatiently against your cheek, staring blankly outside the window beside you. The droning voice of your teacher at the front of the class went through one ear and out the other, making the lesson just that little bit more boring.

You had other things to think about besides some useless math equations, anyway.

Looking up towards the clear, blue spring sky, your thoughts were drawn back to exactly that: blue. Or, more specifically, to the person you associated with the colour blue;

Karamatsu Matsuno.

One of the infamous sextuplets that attended your highschool. With his bowl cut brown hair, large round eyes and slightly red cheeks due to small blemishes, he was the definition of cute in your books.

You were lucky you were able to talk to him, too, seeing as you weren't exactly a social butterfly. He was in most of your classes, and as if it were fate, your teachers almost always paired the both of you up (although, that may have been to prevent him from sticking with his brothers, which would have led to no work being done).

So of course, the both of you were practically forced to communicate with each other. And on top of that, you were both walking home with each other nowadays, as you both were headed in the same direction. That, and the fact that he didn't really walk with his brothers anymore, which you actually found to be quite the shame.

They were so lively together, and their bond seemed so strong... What happened?

You sighed softly, eyeing the birds that flew swiftly over the school campus. You knew exactly what happened. People in your school were quick to judge them all for the things that the Matsuno's did together as brothers - as family - and to make themselves fit in, they slowly drifted apart. They don't even acknowledge each other anymore...

And now, Karamtsu seemed to be falling back into his shell of shyness. Without the support of his brothers, he didn't know what to do with himself. Slowly but surely, he became meek again, and struggled talking to others.

Including you.

Especially today, for some reason. It seemed as if he was trying to make an effort to speak, but every time you asked what was wrong, his cheeks flushed a deep red, and he stammered an excuse that you couldn't understand before running away. That had happened three times today. Did you do something wrong?

You did try asking Ichimatsu, as he seemed to be the easiest to talk to, but even he had no idea why his brother would act in such a way.

"Maybe he's just getting a little shy again. Who knows?" He had shrugged, giving you a smile before leaving to meet his friends.

At a loss, you could only watch Karamatsu's actions from the side, wondering continuously what was wrong with him. You wanted to help him, as a friend. Since that's probably all you'll ever stay to him, or you might be nothing to him now since he can't talk to you...

Your cheeks turned a light shade of pink as you thought this. Brows furrowed, you let a small pout cross your lips. You really liked Karamtsu. A lot. Over the past year or so since you got to know him, you realised a lot of things about him, and you found your eyes always wandering back to his figure subconsciously.

And you wanted to tell him how you felt so badly, but you were scared of it causing a rift in your friendship, as you were sure he didn't see you the same way. He was just shy, that's why he couldn't talk to you much. He probably only stayed with you because he had to for a project, or he might have felt bad for not walking with you on the way home. He was nice like that.

The bell suddenly rang, snapping you out of your thoughts. Quickly, you packed up your things and decided to head home straight away. It was the end of the week, and all you wanted was to stay as far away from school as possible until Monday.

Leaving the classroom, you went down the few flights of stairs to the main entrance, changing out of your school shoes to your comfortable pair of white and blue sneakers; a colour combo you chose without even realising because you were too busy thinking about Karamatsu whilst out shopping-

You groaned internally, begging yourself to stop acting like those girls in your class who just acted so love struck over every guy they've ever met. You were better than this! You're 18, for goodness sake, get a grip girl!

Despite thinking this, you took one small glance back over your shoulder to see if a familiar worried face was coming towards you as usual to accompany you home...

But nobody came.

Dejectedly, you dragged your feet away from the school gates. You knew it. He was just sick of you now. That's what he was going to tell you, wasn't he? But he was just too nice for his own good to get it out, so he left you instead.

Looking up, your eyes locked onto the countless Sakura trees lined against the empty sidewalk, hundreds of pink petals twirling in the air and dancing around you in the breeze. Ah, Sakura trees... A sad reminder of just how short beautiful things can last.

Just like your friendship with Karamatsu...

"[Y/N]!"

Wow. You were imagining his voice now? That's pathetic.

"[Y/N], wait!"

...Is that coming from behind you?

Turning on your heel, your eyes widened as a figure ran closer towards you, eyebrows creased in worry and panting heavily from having to catch up to you.

"Kara...matsu?" You mumbled confusedly, watching as he stopped in front of you, leaning his palms on his knees to catch his breath. It was silent for a few moments before the boy looked up at you slowly, cheeks flushed red again. Seriously, did he have a fever?

"I-I.. uhm..." he started quietly, straightening himself out. His mouth opened and closed a few times, hands making small gestures as he tried to speak, but nothing came out. Feeling slightly awkward, and worried for Karamatsu, you spoke first.

"Karamatsu," you began. He immediately froze up, eyes focused solely on you. You fidgeted slightly under his gaze, but took a small breath.

"Take a deep breath first. Then tell me what's wrong, okay?" Even though you knew what he wanted to say, you still gave him a small smile, encouraging him to speak.

Taking your advice, he sucked in a deep breath, loosening his joints so that they weren't as tense. Then, he raised a hand and rummaged through his pockets, pulling out a pile of notecards. You could only stare with a slightly raised brow, curious as to what he was doing.

"Uh, hey... so.. uhh.." he looked down at his notecards. "Did you, Uh- did... you fall out of heaven because, um-" due to the shakiness of his hands (and voice) he ended up dropping his cards all over the floor.

In a panic, he fell to the ground too, scrabbling to pick up the pieces of paper and sorting them back into their original order.

"Shit, fuck oh god fuck I'm so sorry you're- you're just s-so pretty I'm sorry-"

He continued rambling like that, his face looking like a cherry as he sweated profusely out of nerves, entire body shaking and words continuously pouring out of his mouth, making no sense to you.

However, your face was cherry red too as you processed what just happened.

He... he used a pick-up line on you? To confess? Is that what was going on?

...Your heart throbbed painfully, reminding you just how in love you were with this complete dork in front of you.

As Karamastu stood back up, still mumbling, only one thought was going through your head. And it slipped out.

"Kiss me, Karamtsu."

Time seemed to stop, and this was the only time you were grateful for that.

Blushing furiously, Karamatsu's brown orbs were blown wide, darting from your face to his cards, looking through them desperately.

"I um... don't have a card for... this," he replied, his voice higher than usual. You breathed out a giggle, stepping closer to him as you took advantage of this small piece of confidence you suddenly picked up.

"That's okay. I don't think we need it."

With that, you stood up on your tiptoes and pressed your lips against his. They were soft and slightly plump, fitting against yours like a missing puzzle piece.

Karamatsu froze up again, eyes squeezed shut as he dared not move, scared that he would ruin the moment if he did anything. Even so, he melted into you, pushing back against your lips in hopes that he was conveying his feelings like he wanted to.

Breaking away from each other, breathless, you spoke softly for only him to hear.

"I think you're really cute, too, Karamatsu."

The boy could only stare at you, face red, unable too tear his gaze away. He was floating up in the clouds right now, not entirely believing that this was real.

Smiling gently, you held out a hand towards Karamatsu.

"Shall we head home? Together?" You added. Glancing at your hand, a soft and sheepish smile worked it's way onto his face, cheeks flushing cutely. Slowly, he placed his larger hand into yours, squeezing gently.

"Y-Yeah... That sounds like a good idea."

Karamatsu - Learn

𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭!𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘋𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘵!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Karamatsu was sweating bullets as he fidgeted in his seat. He could feel a burning gaze directed to the back of his head, and he wanted the Earth to open up and swallow him whole, right there and then.

Fidgeting with the wrapper of his snack bar, lower lip caught between his teeth, he couldn't help but to continue glancing to his left, just able to see the tip of a black boot resting on a stair behind him.

Muddled words and sentences flew through his mind, all immediately being brushed away with a deep sigh. His blemished cheeks tinted pink, he wet his lip, prepared to speak.

"I ain't doing anything, y'know."

Tensing up, Karamatsu slowly, shakily, turned his head over his shoulder, brown strands flopping over his warm forehead. There you sat, narrowed eyes boring into his hunched figure.

"...huh?" Karamatsu squeaked, flinching as you sighed. Leaning forward, you rested an elbow on your bare leg, catching Karamatsu's attention as his gaze flickered to your hiked skirt, blushing furiously.

"I said," you drawled, "I ain't doing anything. I don't get why you're shakin' so much." You rolled your eyes, huffing as you stood up. Reaching into your cardigan pocket, you pulled out a pencil and placed it between your teeth, clamping down onto the wood.

You eyed the boy with a glare, annoyance bubbling up inside of you.

"Unless you want me to kick your ass, I suggest you stop lookin' at me like a wuss." With a final grimace, you stomped back down the staircase, making sure to throw one last glare towards him as you disappeared behind the school's walls.

Karamatsu sat in silence, a white-knuckled grip on the empty wrappers held in his sweaty palms. His reddened cheeks were puffed up with air as he hit hard in his lip.

'Sh-She was... so cool!!!'

His mind and insides were on fire, both from an absurd amount of happiness and the lack of air. He was so in love. So helplessly in love. Even though he had only spoken to you once.

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"H-Hey! Give that back!" Karamatsu begged, reaching out to grab his bag that was held above his head. Taunting laughter was the only response he received, making him frown angrily.

"Toss it over here!" Someone else called, catching the grey bag as it was thrown through the air. Karamatsu ran back and forth between the teasing bodies, puffing as he attempted to jump up and grab his belongings before it landed in someone else's dirty hands.

His body collided into another, stumbling as pairs of arms waves wildly to regain balance.

"The hell you think you're doing?" An angered voice sounded from above him, not seeing who then pushed him harshly to the ground, the concrete rubbing against him roughly and scratching his skin.

"You're a freak, don't you get it? We're just teaching you your place."

Multiple shadows wafted overhead, leaning closer towards him to grab at his school uniform.

"Then I'll teach you yours, too."

In an instant, the hold on Karamatsu was released as they were knocked to the ground with a yelp. Karamatsu hesitantly raised his head off of the ground, peering from behind the few legs to see you, standing fiercely with a metal pipe resting on your shoulder.

"What's a girl like you gonna do? You're just as weak as him!" A boy cackled, only for it to be quickly replaced with a cry of pain as the sound of hollow metal rang through the courtyard.

Karamatsu watched with wide eyes and a slacked jaw as you continued to punch, kick and hit away at anyone standing in your way, never once backing down as fists collided with your cheeks and stomach.

Once you were sure the last figure had disappeared far down the street away from you, you turned to Karamatsu, who hadn't moved an inch, only allowing his eyes to follow yours as you knelt in front of him.

"Why are you still on the fucking floor? You plannin' to stay here?" You scoffed, raising a brow. Snapping out of it, the boy scrambled to sit up before you, posture stiff as he desperately tried to maintain eye contact.

You watched with slight amusement as he opened and closed his mouth multiple times, small squeaks and broken letters leaving his throat.

"..You're still afraid." It was more a statement than a question. With a resigned sigh, you stood from your spot, dragging your metal pipe behind you.

"You're welcome." You turned on your heel, returning to your 'intimidating' posture as you began to leave the school grounds.

"No! Wait!" Karamatsu's voice echoed around the both of you, his hand outstretched to you as if he could catch you from where he sat. He quickly stood up and stood in front of your stilled figure, taking a deep breath.

"I-I'm not afraid of you!" He began, clutching his uniform to stop his fingers from trembling.

"I'm not afraid! It's the opposite, actually..." his brows turned upwards as he glanced away from your confused eyes. "I... I really admire you, [Y/N]."

"...huh?" You squeaked. How the tables have turned.

"I have for a while, now. You're just.. so cool! And confident! Strong, amazing, b-beautiful!" He exclaimed with a bright grin, which slowly faded into a small smile.

"You're everything I'm not. But you inspire. I want to be more like you. I want to... spend more time with you." His eyes suddenly widened as his entire body burnt crimson.

"I-I-I mean!! As in, t-to learn from you! To be cool and stuff! That must've come out really weird, I'm so sorry-" his arms waved around as he went from fidgeting his fingers to rubbing the back of his neck, babbling excuses and nonsense.

Your own face and body felt like it was on fire, too. Just as much as Karamatsu's. Your mind was running hundreds of thoughts at once, as well as a never ending screech of excitement.

You? Cool and amazing? And beautiful? Was this guy even talking to the right [Y/N]? You were far from it! Didn't he know it was just an act? Something you decided to put up as a front to give yourself the confidence boost that no one else wanted to give you?

Of course he wouldn't know, how would he know? He doesn't really know you. No one does.

'But he wants to know you. He's willing to know.'

"Fine."

All noise seemed to stop in that small moment. Karamatsu's brown orbs stuck to your body, seeing that you had turned away from him entirely. Your shoulders were extremely tense, posture no longer slouched but straight.

"You definitely need all the help you can get, anyway, seeing as you were pushed around so easily by those wimps."

You were already walking away from him, never once turning to look at him. You missed the elated look that immediately crossed Karamatsu's face, his flushed cheeks and trembling smile as his eyes shined like he was the happiest person alive.

Which he was.

"You mean it?! For real?!" He ran towards you, following like a lost puppy looking for genuine answers.

"Don't make me repeat myself," was all you replied, allowing him to follow you down your path home.

Finally stopping at a crossroads where the two of you would part, you turned to him.

"Did you mean it?" You asked, catching the boy by surprise.

"Um, mean what?"

"What you said. About wanting to spend time with me. Did you mean it?"

Karamatsu heard it then. A slight notion of vulnerability. A small tone of worry. A slight hint of fear.

You were like him, in a way. His heart sped up a little more.

"Of course I did. I wouldn't have said it if I didn't."

The warm smile he sent your way was the last thing you saw of him that day, as you hastily said your goodbyes and walked away home.

Maybe there was something you could learn from him, too.