I regret every single decision of saying yes. Why did I agree to come? Oh...that's right, to watch over him...

I sat alone on the couch while my classmates ran around the cottage, chasing each other.

It was a large cottage with nice decorations and such, the walls were tree logs that were stripped down from their bark and polished. There was a chandelier, and everything. The basement was nice too, flat-screen T.V., pool table, movies, video games. There was even a jacuzzi on the lower porch. By the lake there were a few kayaks and paddle boats. The rooms were pretty big themselves, everyone needed at least four people in one room; girls and boys separated.

It's like they're all children...Scaring each other, chasing each other. Something I would never do. Something I never had done.

I ignored the screaming and yelling as my attention went back to my magazine. Reading about other basketball players that Aomine played against.

I felt a presence come near, an unfamiliar one. I looked over my shoulder to see one of my guy classmates with their hands up.

"Geh! How did you know I was coming?!" He felt defeated as his shoulders slumped down, disappointed that I noticed him. "I was trying to scare you..."

I blinked a couple of times, after all, it was nighttime. I felt a chill run down my spine just looking outside, "...Nice try though." I flashed a slight genuine smile, making his cheeks redden.

That's the first time I interacted with someone in my class...

"S-See ya later, (L-Last Name)-chan!" He raised a hand while quickly running away, What a strange guy... I couldn't help, but to smile and turn back to my magazine.

After looking back, a few moments later, I felt as if I was being watched. I stiffened and looked around, not noticing. It was a icy glare, as if someone was staring at me, really intensely.

I slumped myself lower onto the couch, almost laying down as I brought my magazine to cover my face.

Why do I feel...so uncomfortable...? Is someone staring at me...? It's kind of creepy...

I finally closed my magazine and ran up the stairs and then opened the door to my shared room with Momoi and two other girls.

"I wanna be in a room with (Last Name)-chan!" Momoi came running at me, I tried to run, but it was too late. She started hugging the life out of me, "M-Mo-Momoi...y-you-you're crushing m-me..." She then released me, saying, "Oops~"

I turned on the lights.

When I turned back, there was a large figure in front of me.

"OH MY GOD- A-Aomine?!" I shouted for the first time in years, gasping loudly as I tried to calm down my breathing. He was there, standing right before me. I scrunched my brows at his appearance.

"Wha-What are you doing in here! Get out!" I tried pulling him out, but instead he pulled me into his chest and shut the door, pushing me against the door. He trapped me in between his arms and body.

I-It's suddenly h-hot in here...

I felt weak in the knees from his gaze. It was intense-

Wait...this gaze. It's intense...and it feels familiar...

"I don't like the way you smiled at that guy."

So it was you...

"You aren't suppose to look at anyone else but, me."

Huh...?

"The only one who can look at you, is me."

"Same goes to you..." I spoke breathy, subconsciously. Once I regained my breath, my cheeks went into a blaze. Realizing what I say subconsciously will kill me from embarrassment one day..

"A-Are you j-jealous?" I asked, furrowing my brows into a confused expression. As my mouth gaped open, a deep growl came from his throat.

"I'm not jealous, I'm territorial." He gave a lower growl, his hot breath steaming on my face.

"You-You're a little too close..." I breathed out, almost feeling the same feeling of that day when the air in my lungs felt like it all escaped in a swift moment.

He pulled back farther, "Anyways, don't look at anyone else, okay?" I took a step forward and pursed my lips, trying to give off a slight glare, "I-I-I'm n-not e-even yours...so, how could I-"

"I'm looking after you, don't forget that. Don't make me repeat myself, (First Name)."

"Because...I think I don't like you," What? "but, I love you."

That's right...you told me...I'm an idiot.

I stood there, confused out of my mind. Of course, this was all new.

"Anyways, I'll be leaving now." He rubbed the back of his neck and walked past me. I turned around and grabbed onto the back of his shirt.

What am I doing...?

He turned around, not expecting what was next.

I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down to my height.

What am I...even doing...?

Feeling his warm lips mould perfectly onto mine.

I love him more...

We stayed for a few long moments.

That's right...I love him...not like him...

We pulled away.

Aomine...