Kinzuri's POV

After noticing Hikaru staring at us through the door, I stiffened up. I turned around and hugged Akira. "Someone just came to the door." I whispered to him. he nodded and leaned in a small bit.

"Meet me before class tomorrow, inside the locker room. You know which one." He shoved me away, and turned. leaving, he winked at me. I sighed in defeat, knowing what he meant by that, and that walking would be tough tomorrow.

Putting on my best fake scowl, I pulled out a patch to cover the now reddening spot on my cheek, and wiped my tears. I turned around and stared at the door. Hikaru  ran but before he could get through the door I pulled him by his galaxy jacket "You fucking spying on me nerd?"

"n-no!" he squeaked out. I squinted my eyes and scowled. He sighed and squinted at me. "Why? Why the frick do you let him do that to you?" I let him go and turned around.

"The real question is why you say frick instead of fuck." He blushed out of embarrassment and pointed at me accusingly. I rolled my eyes and look back at him with a scowl.

"Don't change the subject!" I just kept on scowling. He started walking to me and wrapped his arms around me.