After Kanemiya Aisato settles her racing heart, her legs weaken,"Yamatsami-kun…"
"I'm sorry-" Didn't mean to scare her, subsequently seeing her calm down he mentioned, "you weren't planning to go like this, were you?" Like those guys are out waiting for you.
She averted her eyes, "Pfft, of course not…" glanced up at him for a quick second while stretching the ending of the word. As she caught him staring at her unwillingly but willingly she admitted the truth, "Maybe."
He took off his glasses and put them on her, "This should work."
Her eyes search his face for answers, she hates and never allows anyone to put anything on her without permission or with. As she was about to explode, Yamatsami Yusuke removed his hair tie from his wrist, "Trust me on this, those guys won't even recognize you."
His words do not sound demanding or mocking that got Kanemiya Aisato befuddled. The raging flame that was ready to erupt was put out with water. When she sees him trying though she doubts the men remembers how she looks, the anger that was boiling inside her disappears, "Are you fine without glasses?.." "They're fake," He collects all the strands of hair and holds it like he is going to tie a ponytail and after the third knot, with the lower half of her hair he flips it inwards, and examines at her top to bottom noticing her jacket is not zip, "Maybe, zipper up?" After finally getting the result he wants, "let's go. Stick close to me."
As they were inches away from the gate, she had her breath and held onto his sleeve. The men stared at them approaching and as they were about to lean in, a teacher came out shouting, "What are you doing?! Disturbing our students!"
With them being distracted, they both made a run for it.
"That was a close one."
"HAHA, I almost forgot how to breathe."
As they were catching their breath, Yamatsami felt his phone vibrate and picked it up. His mother called him to come in earlier to make deliveries due to the lack of staff, "Kanemiya-san, I got to go." After he said his part he disappeared like the winds, leaving her speechless. She didn't want to hold him back either but something doesn't sit right with her with this scene..
—At the cafe–
Yuki and Sakura already found a table for the three and were waiting for Kanemiya Aisato to arrive, just as they were wondering where the hell Aisato was at. The cafe's door opens, "Oh I think that's Aisato…?"
"Is that Aisato…?"
The girl at the door looks in their direction and starts waving, Yuki and Sakura couldn't be more impressed and waved back, knowing it is. "Did the teacher say something about your look?" Yuki couldn't help but play with Aisato's loose ponytail. Kanemiya Aisato gently slap her hand away and remove the hair tie from her hair and completely forgot to return Yamatsami's glasses though it wasn't her fault since he was the one that ran away, "Yamatsami-kin lend it to you." "That Yamatsami in our class?" Yuki's brows raised up, unexpecting that responded, "You don't say."
Sakura, who's known for not knowing how to read the room, helped Aisato get out of interrogation, "We were able to buy three for each of us. Too bad today is the last day they are promoting it." Taking pictures of limited strawberry cheesecake. "Let's take a selfie with it."
Kanemiya Aisato wanted to remove his glasses but couldn't think of any safe spot to put them, took a photo with them on. Sakura happily announced, "Putting it up on Instagram~"
The following day at Lunch period, Kanemiya Aisato walked up to Yamatsami Yusuke, "Can I talk with you?" In the hallway, "What is it?" Yamatsami starts off. "Here," Passing him the box of strawberry cheesecake for yesterday and his glasses back.
"Is this cake for me?"
"It's to pay back for your sweet you gave to my little sister."
"Oh, It's that limited cheesecake."
"Yup."
" I'm eating what my rival made, it feels like I betrayed my bakery."
"You got to know who you're going against," She paused, realizing it sounded harsh, "What I mean is.." As she tries to explain herself she notices him blushing, "why are you grinning like that?"
"I never thought you would talk to me at school… and even got a cake."
She looks at him weirdly, "If the others know the "you" you, you're going to make a lot."
He dashed backward, "No thanks," That was the biggest movement she saw from him, "But I'm allergic to strawberries…"