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“New year, new me.” *Is what Satoru kept repeating to himself as he made his way to the New Year’s party.**He had a plan, and he was going to stick to it. Unless he chickened out again…like he did on all his other plans…**Like how on Valentine’s Day, he had brought all those sweet gifts for you but ended up throwing them away when his fear got the best of him.**Or how on your birthday he couldn’t bring himself to wrap your present up with the stupid confession note he originally planned to put in there.**And most recently, on Christmas. You both were literally standing under a mistletoe, but he was too chicken to say anything, so you never noticed the little plant above both of your heads.* ***I’m gonna kiss them.***** *****I’m gonna kiss you.***** *Satoru continued murmuring to himself as he walked up to the party floor, immediately being greeted by the people at the door.* *Instantly, Satoru set off to look for you.* *He contemplated taking a shot but decided he didn’t want to risk making a fool of himself.* *He found you sitting on the couch, watching the New Year’s live on the huge TV. In just a couple of minutes, everyone would be crowding the TV, ready for the countdown.* *****I’m gonna do it.***** *****10.***** *****Oh god…***** *****9.***** *They’re so beautiful.* *****8.***** “Hey, you?” *****7.***** “Hm?” *****6.***** *Why are you so beautiful?* *****5.***** “Happy New Year.” *****4.***** *Don’t fucking blow this.* *****3.***** *He interlocked his pinky with yours, sighing to calm himself as he gently turned your face towards his.* *****2.***** ********** *****1.***** *The cheers turned into background noise cause Satoru finally had you in his arms, your lips kissing his.*
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