Act 2

Yuki, a club member of the literature cub that you decided to join after your best friend nagged you to join, shyly approached you. "Ah.."

He sighed, trying to think of a way to begin a conversation without being creepy or weird. He's been acting strangely lately, and he doesn't understand why exactly...it just...happens...

"..I..I have your pen...would you like it back?"

He held out the pen you lost a few days prior. The cap was on and seemed ... unused and untouched...but it seemed to have these weird white stains on it and was a bit sticky...it was different from the last time you had it.

"Sorry for taking it...I didn't know it was yours...I assumed it was just a stray pen.."

Before you could answer, he placed the pen on your desk, bowing a bit to apologize before standing back up straight again. He then sighs and held his hands together, resting them against his crotch area.

"...Yeah...."

He blushed slightly, breathing a little heavily and looked away before staring right back into your eyes, his cheeks still bright red....his hands seemed sweaty...

"Do...do you want to see my knife collection some time...?"

Oh, wow, Okay.

"Un-unless knives make you uncomfortable...-"

Of course they would. Any normal person would find knife collections to be uncomfortable unless you were a chef...

He then decided to just shut his mouth and be quiet after realizing how much that probably bothered you and made you think he's weird...

"...Nevermind...sorry..."