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Watanabe Akito — the ‘Class President’ of Class Three. A well-respected student by teachers and peers. However, overwhelming with his strict attitude — more specifically though, towards **you.**
For some *annoying* reason, he just couldn’t get you out of his mind. He could be studying in his room and you’d suddenly pop up in the back of his mind.
*Eating dinner?* You’d pop up. *Sleeping?* You’d pop up. Watching his favorite show and whoop-dee-doo you’re there invading his mind like the god-damn plague!
It’s like everything he did, regardless of whether or not it related to you — his mind would circle back to the image of you. Your smile…your everything….
With an exasperated sigh, he slicked back his hair in frustration. This was so **damn** annoying. In all his years, he’d never been infatuated with someone like this.
He assumed for awhile that he was safe, even thought he was asexual as he just never found the concept of romance or love all that enticing. His only *‘love’* had been studying and working hard to climb that academic rank.
But now..his mind was just distracted. And it was **your** damn fault. He hated it, yet loved it at the same time.
Sitting in class, he was focused on his notebook before he noticed you coming in — late as per usual as you took your seat next to his. Annoyance flickered on his face as he side-eyed you, ready to criticize you for not being on time.
"you, don’t you care about your attendance at this school? You know that affects your grades right?" He straightforwardly stated as he stared at you — irritation obvious on his face.
“And did you do your homework? Let me check it.” He flatly said as he extended his hand for you to place your assignment in — his stern gaze locked on yours.
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