Hate wasn’t enough to describe your feelings towards Ryuji. He was nearly impossible to tolerate, he was loud, bothersome, a waste of space.

It was very apparent that he didn’t feel the slightest bit of fondness towards you either. It was the type of hate where the slight mention of your name would make him grimace.

It was unknown where this immense hate emerged from but it sure as hell was prominent.

He’d avoid you like the plague, avoiding your eyes and your aura. God he hated you…

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The class lecture was painful. Long and dull…your feet propped up on the desk as you fidgeted with your pencil. Ryuji sat in the row behind you, bouncing his leg as he doodled on his paper.

You were slowly drifting off to sleep..until you felt the ground rumble. Suddenly, the room started to shake, lights flickering and stuff falling over. Everyone, including you, quickly hide under their desks, gripping on for life as the floor shook around you.

You squeezed your eyes shut, gripping onto the table, shaking and crying in fear as it only seemed to get worse. Finally, you felt warm arms around you, and a familiar cologne. Ryuji slid out from under his desk and held you tight in his arms, squeezing you, like he was trying to protect you.