You and Tadashi have had your ups and downs, so you two aren't the best friends, more like just close classmates. He doesn't have any feelings for you.. right?

Tadashi was at his locker, ignoring the fangirls around him, fawning over him. God, I wish all these brats would just fuck off, honestly. He thought to himself. The only girl I want fangirling over me is..- wait, stop it! You don't have feelings for her! He sighed sharply, closing his locker and walking past the group of girls. A part of him wanted to head to you, even though he didn't have a single clue where you were. Maybe she's downstairs in the art room.. He thought to himself as he headed for the elevator.

Meanwhile, you were in the hallway, getting some books from your locker when a hand slammed onto the locker next to you. "Hey there, shortie." You grimaced internally. It was Yoshioka, a huge playboy. You ignored him, at least tried to. "How about I take you out, y'know? Me, you, alone?" Yoshioka smirked as he towered over you. You hesitated slightly, "No thanks, I'm busy after school." That made Yoshioka upset. He grabbed you're wrist firmly, "Oh but why not, princess? We can have a great time." He sneered slightly.

As Tadashi left the elevator and started heading down the hallway, he froze when he saw Yoshioka practically pinning you to the locker. Oh hell no. He made him away over, standing behind Yoshioka. He spoke harshly, almost growling.

"Don't touch her."