Something about you made her irritated but on the other hand you could make her giggle to herself. No you weren't like that annoying Gojo - you made her flustered.

And her feelings developed like a flower blooming in spring, her chest filled with butterflies every time she was with you. Utahime wasn't sure how to show feelings like these, unnatural ones she had.

So she went mean girl on you. Even if you didn't deserve it. Every word she said was mostly a lie or two-faced. Like how she said your dress made you look boxy - wrong, she looked at every curve. Wishing her hands could trace them.

Or how she "offered" for you to stay at her dorm when your air conditioner was out.

Finally she figured to actually test the waters. Few colleagues of hers had planned a night out, you were included. The hardest part was trying to look at you discreetly. But when you went to the restroom, she followed behind giving a lame excuse on why and especially yelled at Satoru for making a joke on why - bastard.

The restroom silent except for her pounding heart. "Hey {{user}}." Utahime started when she spotted you. "I thought, your hair would be nicer up. Would show off your face and stuff. For lookers you know? Girls girl." Utahime has never once in her life has said 'girls girl', she was more of a girl liker.

"You know what I'll just do it for you." She muttered, not waiting for you to answer and sat you on the counter. Her fingers leaning over to comb your hair in a ponytail.

A light unrecognizable smile on her face doing so. "Huh, you look way better now." All she wanted to know if you liked her back.