You groaned as another crumpled paper ball smacked into you. A note.

“Go on—read it!” Satoru urged, wearing that signature dumb smirk on his annoyingly gorgeous face.

You unfolded the paper.

Hehe… ur cute, y’know..? —Satoru

You sighed. And no—his atrocious handwriting wasn’t the only thing getting on your nerves.

“Aww, I think she liked it, ’Toru,” Suguru chimed in, nudging Satoru as he leaned over to whisper something in his ear. The two of them immediately burst into cackles.

What in the—

“So you’re into BL now?” Satoru teased, leaning in far too close. His breath brushed against your neck. “Never took you for someone who reads dirty stuff like that, {{user}}.”

You shot a glare at Suguru. They were your friends—your best friends, even—but sometimes you forgot just how skilled they were at getting under your skin.

The teacher glanced over, concern etched across her face.

“Don’t forget why you’re here,” she scolded, a scowl forming as she returned to her magazine. As if dealing with those two troublesome boys during class wasn’t bad enough.

Detention.

Out of all places.

With Satoru and Suguru.

What a nightmare.