𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
"Oop, tea." Mistuba whistled. The room turned silent as if they were waiting for a reaction from Yuju and Yamabuki. She tightens the grip around the bouquet while hanging her head low so that she wouldn't meet Yamabuki's stare. The veil made it easier for her to avoid his look. Yuju realized her feelings for the lemon haired boy when they became classmates, since they were in different classes last year, they became close due to their mutual friend which is Y/n.
Yuju took the veil off and ran out of the classroom in humiliation, for Yamabuki realizing that she has feelings for him. "Yuju, wait!" Y/n tried to call her friend. She paused the recording to chase after her friend but she was stopped by Yamabuki saying that he'll handle this. The preparation starts at lunch time, if Yamabuki can't find Yuju in time they will be doomed.
"Oi, Uchiyome!" Yamabuki cupped the sides of his mouth to call her. 
Yuju was hiding under the staircase besides the vending machine, hugging her legs together and burying her head on top of her knees. Yamabuki spotted her and crouched in front of her. "Uchiyome, hello?" He poked her hair, earning a smack from the girl.
"Leave me alone." Yuju mumbled.
"I do kind of get how everyone was kind of an asshole, for having you pressured in front of them." Yamabuki explained. Yuju didn't even lift her head to look at him. "I get it its my fault for getting you involved even though you don't want to in the first place. I'm sorry."
"I'm not mad because of that, I feel so humiliated for exposing my feelings..."
Yamabuki chuckled as he continued to poke her head for her attention. "You're not the only one whose feelings is going to be exposed." He assured. Yuju raised her head with her cheeks and nose turning red because of rubbing her face against her knees. 
"Did you just indirectly confessed to me—" Yuju rests her chin against her palm, grinning at the lemon haired boy. Yamabuki backed away while raising his palms in a panic, he nervously laughs. "Hehe, is the infamous Yamabuki crushing on me and afraid that her feelings are being exposed?" 
Yamabuki whipped out his phone and started texting something. Yuju's phone vibrated through her jogging pants, her hand sliding down to pull out her phone to see the text.
lemonboy:
i like you too
"Say it directly!" Yuju continued to hit Yamabuki while whining that he had to text her just to confess to her. Yamabuki shielded himself from Yuju's hands that repeatedly smacked him. She groaned in frustration, puffing her cheeks at him. "Jeez..." Yuju took a deep breath to make the first move in confessing.
"I like you." Yuju and Yamabuki said in unison. The two bursted out laughing, who knew these two would end up confessing because of a set up in the marriage booth. They heard footsteps running down the stairs on where they are. Y/n and Maya were in a rush trying to find the two since they have to prepare for the stage play.