***WARNING: Contains sexual language and jokes.
(y/n) P.O.V. 1st Person
I rest my chest on my arms which lay on the desk. Keeping my head low, I can see Yuri from the corner of my eye hop into the chair next to me. Class is about to start, and I don't really feel like talking to anyone. Poking my cheek, he calls me, "(y/n)-chan~" He pulls my cheek with his finger letting out a laugh, "Squishy! Squishy!"
"Yuuuri..." I growl, sitting up to boop him on the nose. It's then he notices the marks on my collar, the ones that couldn't be fully covered by my clothes
"Ooooo~" he teases, "Kiss! Kiss!" I want to strangle him right now, but I know it will draw too much attention. "How was it? Was he good?" He wriggles his eyebrows at me suggestively.
."Fuck you," I spit out at him irritatedly.
He grows close to me, his face inches from mine so I can see the clear blush on his face. "Sex is very welcome~"
I don't think much of how loud he is until I notice several eyes in our direction. In the front of the room I see Haruto, his eyes immediately meeting mine before turning away. It's then I shut up and just wait for class to start.
Class is unusually uncomfortable. I had gotten used to Yuri being an exhibitionist at this point, but the majority of students are whispering to one another, stealing glances back here every now and then. I let myself get a look back at Haruto who is smiling back at me. And not a pleasant one, this one is as if he's mocking me. (They can see the dick he carved into your ass lol.)
My attention is then brought to Tamura, sitting a few rows ahead of us. The navy haired boy next to him points at me, and he seems to be whispering something in the blue boy's ear. Tamura doesn't even bother to glance back and replies something with a subtle scowl. The blonde on the other side of Tamura's navy haired friend lets out a chuckle.
I'm feeling on the edge of my seat until class is over. I don't even listen to half of what Matsumura-sensei is saying. Before I get up I notice the boys next to Tamura and a couple others walk up to Haruto. 'Great. He told them.' I want to smack myself right now, but I just start to head towards the door as if nothing has happened. Though not fast enough to miss Haruto pulling out his phone to show the boys something.
Yuri walks up to me but is soon distracted as the other students crowd around him. The couple of guys that had been talking to Haruto have left him and are now talking to Yuri. I catch a glimpse of the scowl on Haruto's face as he watches the pink haired boy. I guess Yuri's distaste for him is mutual.
An arm slithers around my shoulder, and I nearly jump as Tamura appears there. "Hey, hey, hey! You've been making that angry face all morning. Who shoved a stick up your ass? Or should I say his dick?" He let off a cocky smirk, thinking his joke was so funny. (Or on your ass rather than up your ass.) I don't laugh though, and not just because I thought his attempt at a joke was pretty dumb. He seems to notice this and tugs me in the direction of the exit. "Let's head down to the club room."
I nod and we continue to walk in silence. The halls are pretty crowded, but not enough to miss Yuri with his trail of followers. He just stands out wherever he goes. The boy walks past us and towards the dorms. "Yuri, that bastard! Where's he going?! Doesn't he know it's club time?!"
Tamura starts to pull me in the male's direction, but I don't want to be anywhere near the crowd. "I'll head to the club while you get him. Just... catch up with me there." He nods, waving a quick 'bye' as he chases after the other male.
People watch me as I walk down the halls. Mostly because I'm the only female here, but I feel like that isn't just it. I don't run into a single person I know, though I'm a bit grateful about it. The whole way to the club room, which is in truth not very far, is actually kinda terrifying. When I reach the door, I'm worried. 'What if I open it and find this all has just been one big dream? But then, why does that thought make me sad? I joined a club I didn't want to in the first place and that had proven nothing but trouble. But I guess it's started to feel like home. I've started to make friends and be more open with myself.'
As I open the door a voice calls out to me. "Babe, I've been waiting forever. Come here and blow me off before the others get here," he whines.
I see Akemi's blonde head peeking out from the top of the couch. My eyes quickly scan the room to find no one else is in sight. Normally everyone is here by now except for Toono and Kashima, who usually run late anyways.
When I don't respond, Akemi turns his head before letting out a surprised "Oh, (y/n)! It's you! Sorry, I thought it was Itome." He lets out a nervous chuckle, getting up to greet me. Akemi quickly pulls me into a hug, but I feel my cheeks heat up at the feel of his erection pressing up against me.
"Um..." I start, and he lets me go, his face confused at whatever could be wrong. "I-I could..." He just stares intently waiting for me to finish my sentence which I'm honestly hoping he'll just go ahead and finish for me. "I could help you... take care of that."
It takes him a minute to process my words before glancing down at his bulge and realizing the gist of things. He seems to be processing if I actually mean it, or if there could possibly be something else I'm talking about. But after a moment he gives me that usual smile of his, "Sure!"