You tapped your pencil on the surface of your desk. The teacher was dragging on the lesson in biology yet again. However, today was different. Today you couldn't get Korekiyo out of your head. He might have been a little odd, but that's what made him stand out amongst the other boys that you'd talked to. His voice was raspy, but weirdly calming in a way. It was a voice that you could fall asleep well to. A weird thought, but a strangely relaxing one to you.

   You wondered if you were weird for thinking about Kiyo like this. No, You thought, it's normal for friends to admire the good qualities of each other, right?

   You pondered about it for the rest of biology instead of paying attention. You snapped out of your haze when the bell rung to signify the end of the day. You did what you normally did and went up to your locker, grabbed your coat, and just managed to catch the bus while there was still empty seats left. You looked out the window of the bus as you waited for it to leave, thinking even more about your feelings towards Korekiyo.

   Was this a crush? Surely it couldn't be, you had only really known him for a few days, you couldn't have been developing actual romantic feelings already. However, you wouldn't have known. You'd never actually dated or even had your first kiss, despite the fact that you were in high school. The only time you "dated" was one time in grade school when you and your best guy friend at the time held your hand once at recess and claimed you were his girlfriend. Simpler times.

   You were thrown out of thought by a tap on the shoulder and a familiar voice speaking to you, "Excuse me, (Y/N), may I sit next to you?"

   You looked up and saw who was requesting to sit next to you, it was Korekiyo! Of course it was Korekiyo! You didn't even know he went on the same bus as you! You were starting to really believe that you two were bound by some kind of sappy fate like in cheesy fairy tales.

   "Of course!" You said, shuffling over and putting your backpack onto your lap to make room for him. He was fairly skinny, so he fit well. He was very tall though, he towered over the bus seats at over 6 feet tall, it was kind of intimidating.

   During the bus ride, you didn't really know what to say to him, it seemed he was the same too. He checked his phone and twiddled his thumbs a lot during the ride. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest, pounding so hard you felt like it was gonna pop out and gush all over the floor of the bus. Your face also felt hot. Were you sick? You were going to have to take your temperature when you got home.

   "My, (Y/N), you're blushing." Kiyo pointed out, pressing the back of his hand to your cheek, "Or are you perhaps sick? I can feel how warm you are through the glove on my hand."

   As if it wasn't already bad enough, your face got hotter, "I'm just a little sick."

   Kiyo looked down at you and paused, taking his hand off of your cheek, "You're probably right. I've never seen someone blush this much before, not even while they're in love."

   In love. The words made you wanna shiver. Was that really the case? Were you in love? Or were you just sick like Kiyo said? It was probably the ladder, you wish you had a thermometer on you at that moment just to prove to yourself that you weren't in love.

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   You got home, went upstairs, slung your bag on the back of your chair, and flopped onto the surface of your bed. You grabbed the nearest pillow and shoved it directly into your face. "I'm! Not! In! Love!" You cried out into the pillow, your voice muffled.

   You sat up on your bed and put the pillow back into its original place. You pulled out your phone and immediately went into your browser, ignoring every other notification from all of your other apps. What does having a crush feel like? You typed into the search engine, tapping on the first result to pop up on your screen.

Signs of being in love:

♡Quickened heartbeat
♡Sweatier palms
♡Heat in the face
♡Touching your neck
♡Bigger, more genuine smiles
♡Wanting to get to know a person better

   Fuck. You thought, I do some of those.

   You crashed your face into your pillow again and let out a muffled cry of frustration before a thought dawned on you, maybe you were just sick! You climbed out of bed and creeped down the stairs to the kitchen. You took your family's digital thermometer off of a shelf filled with various cold medicines and bottles of pills, turned it on, and stuck the tip underneath your tongue for a second or two. The few seconds spent waiting for the result were the longest seconds of your life, like an expecting mother eyeing a pregnancy test to see if it's positive or not.

   Your temperature was average, nowhere near fever or illness temperature. "Damnit!" You whispered to yourself.

   Your older brother mockingly called out from the room nect to the kitchen, "Watch your language!"

   What a nuisance. You thought. Your brother could definitely be a bit of a pain in the ass sometimes, but it was all in good spirits.

   You went back upstairs to your bedroom and belly flopped onto your bed. You couldn't do anything about this, it's not like you could turn off or halt your emotions in any way. There was no doubt about it, you were in love. It was hard to accept and you really wished you weren't, bt you were definitely in love with Korekiyo.

   You let out a muffled scream into your pillow and gripped it like it was your only emotional support.