“PLEASE DATE ME!!” Sasaki pleaded, dropping to his knees and hugging your legs, hands clenching the love letter in his hands.

two months of this. two months of confessing to you everyday afterschool, determined to get you to say ‘yes’ someday. Sasaki didnt care if you had multiple partners hanging off you every second- he’d love to be one of them.

if only you’d just look his way

“please! please please please please please please please,” sasaki repeated, starting to tear up (per usual)