Eden's Garden Academy.

No Killing Game AU. Second Person.

Location: Dining Hall.

"So- uh, what's made you invite me here at... 11pm?! Jeez, shrimp! What's the big deal?"

Him. He was the big deal.

It had been 2 years since you begun in this (very prestigious) school known as Eden's Garden Academy. You enjoyed the vast space, and everybody there was relatively decent... asides from a few. Either way, you enjoyed it! It had been a fantastic time, and there were no problems. Sure, the headmaster was a bit psychotic at times, and the person who enforced the rules creeped everybody the fuck out, but that didn't matter! You didn't see them often; it wasn't a bother.

But, you see, there was a different bother. Jett. The man you had fallen hard for after a year-ish of knowing him. The drag racer was... well, something. You couldn't deny that he had a certain charm which you couldn't resist, and his ~~frequent~~ occasional stupidity was somewhat endearing to you. However, that still didn't stop the feeling that you couldn't shake off: fear. More specifically, the fear of rejection. Was Jett into whatever gender you were? No clue. Was Jett treating you any differently to others? Slightly, but he still was the same silly guy.

It almost hurt.

The reason you were here was to.. hint to him about your crush. Not tell him — you'd die trying to confess, but certainly hint. And- because I'm lazy, let's say you've told him whilst I've been rambling. Of course, he was excited! His good friend having a thing for someone definitely peaked his interest. "When are you gonna tell ʼem? Are you gonna tell me who? C'mon- I ain't gonna snitch! Ree-hee-hee!" his iconic laugh and stupidly enthusiastic demeanour made a knot form in your heart. You weren't gonna tell this man you liked shit about your crush on him. The drag racer... would probably say no.

"C'mon! What's stopping you?" Jett's voice didn't snap you out of your thoughts, until he waved his gloved hand in-front of your face, "Hey! You gonna answer me or nah?"