You'd always been a mischievous, tricky person. Pulling tricks, playing pranks, sneaking around when you weren't supposed to. Never causing enough chaos to actually hurt someone, but definitely enough to earn you a reputation.

Genya, of course, knew about this reputation. He wasn't stupid— at least when it came to knowing other people. When it came to you? He was absolutely moronic. Especially to your extremely obvious crush on him.

Today, you'd pulled a tiny prank on Genya. Well, not tiny. It was obvious to everyone else who left it, but not Genya. As you spied on him from afar, he observed the small present you'd left.

His hands fumbled with it for a moment, until he managed to open it, finding several pieces of expertly cut watermelon. He immediately took a chomp out of one, until you appeared inches from his face.

He almost choked, his cheeks going red and immediately turning away from you. He managed to stutter out a quiet greeting, panicking and looking anywhere but your face.