22. Feelings...?

"Stop following me, you creep."

You continued to stroll your way down the secluded hallway towards the washrooms. You sped walk, as you heard the emerging footsteps from behind—knowing full well it was none other than Shinsou. Only a simple chuckle under his breath was evident.

"I thought you asked me to hold your hand?" He teased with his deep voice, smiling with a Cheshire grin, not realizing that he already zoomed in an instant right beside you like a strong wind.

"Woah, what the heck?!" You stifled backwards with a crinkled face. "...Are you a runner of what? And you're not actually gonna follow me in the washroom are you?"

He simply raised a brow. "Who said I wasn't? I said what I said."

You rolled your eyes to the front with a sigh before you continued to speed walk once again, kept your eyes fixated towards reaching the washroom, still knowing full well that Shinsou already caught up to you effortlessly.

You finally reached to the end of the hallway and towards the public female washroom. You stopped in your tracks, lips puckered up with a blank stare at the purple-haired male. You simply pointed at his chest.

"You're not coming."

"You idiot."

"...Ha?"

"What do you take me for? I'm obviously not coming in the washroom with you," he responded, while drawing closer to you with his red pepper lips lifted to the side, eyes narrowed in mischief. "...unless YOU want me to come along?"

"HA? NO WAY!!" You fumed with cheeks burning bright, right before he flickered his fingers against your forehead with an amused smile. As much as you hated how he was always teasing you, somehow you also loved seeing this side of him that he doesn't seem to show anyone else. Almost as if you felt like you wanted him all to yourself.

"Tch, I'm going now," you declared, cheeks puffed up.

"Nah, Uh." He grabbed ahold of your hand before you could bother go on, causing you to snap your eyes back at him with a forced glare, averting your eyes from his mischievous violet eyes and towards the stronger hand that held onto yours.

"What are you—?! Let me go!"

"You asked for me to hold your hand, didn't you?" He teased, eyes squinted in mischievousness, while ambling his head to the side.

"Y-Yeah, but—

"But, what?" He challenged.

"You freak, you just told me you weren't gonna follow me, now you're literally gonna follow me?! Make up your mind, you perv!"

He simply laughed before letting go of your grip. You huffed in defiance, cheeks fuming before you lurched your eyes away from him.

Immediately, the ball of your heels swivelled to the opposite side and stomped your way in the women washroom, while hearing the chuckles from the male.

You made your way in the nearest stall before you swiftly shut the door behind you. Your heart was pounding and while the surface of your cheeks raging with warmth. You were slightly breathing heavy, unsure why you would falter or even make you feel this way.

You blew a breath out to relief yourself, reminded that you were already taken. You have a boyfriend already, and he was just a friend, or more so an annoying roommate and classmate that waltz into your life unexpectedly.

—

After doing your usual stuff in the washroom, you went to towards the bright lit area with the sinks. Your eyes flickered over to spot a tall lady with long, white ivory hair and mid-tone dark skin wearing a black dress, stuck up to her accentuated waist—looking like an hour glass.

You frowned unwittingly, realizing that you were nowhere compared to the females these days in this present age. You shook your head from such thoughts as you causally strolled your way to the nearest sink—the one right beside her—before you placed your hands underneath the automatic tap.

You focused your eyes towards washing your hands, while absentmindedly reached your left hand to grab ahold of some soap, not realizing that your hand accidentally touched with hers.

You flickered your eyes over to her, meeting her captivating crimson eyes underneath the beautiful long lash with some thick makeup on her. You muttered a small "sorry" before shyly looking back to the front, feeling her intense, watchful gaze onto your own.

"That's quite alright," she responded with a surprisingly deep voice of a female, oozing evident confidence out of her.

You gulped, wanting to quickly rinse off your hands before heading your way out. You removed your hands off the tap, watching the running water run dry.

Soon enough, there was silence except for when she packed her stuff up into her red velvet purse. You sighed softly before swivelling yourself to the opposite direction and began to walk off.

"Oi, stop right there."

You stopped in your tracks, gulping anxiously before ambling your head waywardly to spot her with her hand on her waist.

"...y-yes?"

Her tall heels began clicking on the white marble floor, one after another until she stood one feet away from you. Her crimson eyes narrowed at you, she was nearly Shinsou and Touya's height, just a little taller than you.

"Tell me," she leaned closer. "...What brand of perfume do you use?"

You blinked repeatedly, visibly confused of what she just asked. "...um, I don't—"

"[Last Name]."

You froze, realizing it was your roommate's deeper voice. You flickered your head to the side and found his tall frame standing at the open entrance.

"...[Last Name]," the white-haired female repeated under her breath. "...interesting."

Shinsou's brows curled when he eyed the tall female in front of you. Immediately, he walked in and grabbed ahold of your hand, kept his eyes fixated onto you.

"Let's go," Shinsou ordered, while your lips wobbled slightly at the fact that he willingly took ahold of your hand in front of a stranger.

"Before you go off with your boyfriend..." she began, as she took out a business card from her pocket. She handed over to you with it in between her fingers. "...I'm in the show biz, I'm recruiting some young models in the industry, maybe you'd be interested."

"O-Oh, um, I'm in university right now so..."

"So?" She raises her brow. "I offer internship, you can earn some bucks too, rare ones like you cannot be put to waste, here, take it."

You nodded swiftly before taking ahold of the card. Shinsou pulled you by the hand and brought you out of the washroom, leaving you to spot the snow-haired lady to wave off in confidence.

"Tch, I shouldn't have left you in there," Shinsou murmured in disdain, making his way all the way out of the long hallway.

"H-Hey! I don't understand, what wrong with—"

"Listen, [Last Name], you feel it, don't you?"

"...huh? Feel what?" You asked, face quite perplexed at what he was implying, not realizing that your heart was already racing. He soon stopped and locked you to a wall, placing his arms to the side, releasing a hot breath as he stared intently at you.

"Tell me, what are you feeling right now?"

You gulped, feeling your heart pound in your ears as you continued to stare at his majestic face, not realizing how much your cheeks were warming up like a volcano, nearly erupting at the sudden position he has placed you in.

"Eh?...w-what I feel...about...you?"