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I. Haruto/Koyomi for teacher and single parent.
II. Ryusei/Tomoko for fake relationship please!
He was sweating, he noted with disdain. He let the annoying bead roll down the side of his forehead down his neck, then discreetly swiped at it with his hand.
She glanced at him with a frown. "Ryusei-san... are you all right?"
"Of course," he said, mustering a smile as wide and fake as the plastic roses surrounding him. Her eyes narrowed a bit, making him cough in response. "It's just... I might be... um. Feeling a bit... under the weather?"
Damn. That wasn't supposed to come out as a question.
She bit her lower lip, mulling over his answer. Then, "You should have said so earlier. JK could've taken your place tonight."
"...JK?" That got him to stop walking, which in turn made her stop as well.
"...Mm," she said. "He'd told me this won't be so bad since he knows everyone's on the lookout. It won't be as dangerous."
He thought about their friend - their loud, boisterous, energetic friend - taking a stroll along a romantic pathway, guided by the sight and smell of synthetic roses, holding hands and talking with her while awaiting for an attack of a Zodiart that might or might not come.
"Actually, I'm feeling a whole lot better," he said, tightening his grip on her hand. He smiled. "Let's go?"
II. Ryusei/Tomoko for fake relationship please!
He was sweating, he noted with disdain. He let the annoying bead roll down the side of his forehead down his neck, then discreetly swiped at it with his hand.
She glanced at him with a frown. "Ryusei-san... are you all right?"
"Of course," he said, mustering a smile as wide and fake as the plastic roses surrounding him. Her eyes narrowed a bit, making him cough in response. "It's just... I might be... um. Feeling a bit... under the weather?"
Damn. That wasn't supposed to come out as a question.
She bit her lower lip, mulling over his answer. Then, "You should have said so earlier. JK could've taken your place tonight."
"...JK?" That got him to stop walking, which in turn made her stop as well.
"...Mm," she said. "He'd told me this won't be so bad since he knows everyone's on the lookout. It won't be as dangerous."
He thought about their friend - their loud, boisterous, energetic friend - taking a stroll along a romantic pathway, guided by the sight and smell of synthetic roses, holding hands and talking with her while awaiting for an attack of a Zodiart that might or might not come.
"Actually, I'm feeling a whole lot better," he said, tightening his grip on her hand. He smiled. "Let's go?"