A part of you felt relieved. Like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

The car ride back was mainly you absent mindedly fiddling with your seat belt, as you replayed Giyuu's words in your head, over and over again.

His voice was like a drug that you wished to never stop taking.

The thought of having to see him again in a few days made your heart ache and your stomach clench.

You were so lost in thought you missed that Mitsuri had been calling your name for the past 2 minutes.

"Y/N!!" Sanemi suddenly screamed.

"yeah?" you calmly responded.

"Get out the fucking car its been like 5 minutes,"

After saying goodbye to everyone, you and Mitsuri went back to the dorm.

You were quiet, almost silent even, the rest of the day.

He messaged you again, right before you were about to go to bed.

But you ignored it.

You slouched into your bed, pulling the covers up.

It didn't take long for you to fall asleep, it had been a long day, and your mind and body were exhausted.

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The shrill sound of your alarm woke you up, its loud beeping ringing through your ears like a siren.

It was your first full day of classes, meaning you were stressed and apprehensive.

You were so nervous, you couldn't even stomach anything for breakfast so ended up just making a cup of coffee, hoping the boost of caffeine would get you through the morning and you could figure out something later.

You bit the inside your cheek and clutched the cup of coffee in your hand tighter, over analysing everything that happened recently.

More specifically, everything that had happened with Giyuu.

Why?

Why were you so hung up on him?

I mean sure, he had grown into his face, gotten a bit taller and grown his hair out, making him passably attractive. But it wasn't just his looks.

A small part of you was desperate to be around him, talk to him. His stone cold demeanour drew you towards him like a moth drawn to a flame. But, at the same time, a part of you wished you never had to interact with him again.

You were too different, there was no way you could ever be friends.

You finished your coffee and left the mug on the side, making a mental note to clean it up later.

Mitsuri waltzed in moments later and the corner of your mouth curved up.

"hey babes," you smiled, "how did you sleep?"

You folded your arms and shifted your body against the kitchen counter as she made her way to the fridge, scanning its contents.

"Really good actually!" she smiled back before reaching into the fridge and grabbing a large bowl of strawberries.

"What time did you want to leave for art history?" you asked "its on the other side of campus I'm pretty sure,"

The pink haired girl popped another strawberry in her mouth.

"Really!?" her green eyes widened at your statement, "we have about an hour until class starts, give me like 40 minutes to get ready and then we can go!"

After talking with Mitsuri for a bit, you went back to your room and gathered your things. Thankfully, it was only art history so you only really needed a notebook and some pens and a textbook you had gotten earlier.

You and Mitsuri were out the door shortly after, and made it to class about ten minutes early just to be safe.

As you waited for class to start, you checked your phone and responded to some messages. A few from your Mom, one from your aunt and of course, Giyuu.

You figured you might as well get it over and done with.

You clicked his conversation and read the message.

T

L/n, somethings come
up Thursday, and i'm not
going to be able to make it.

[sent yesterday 11:54pm]

All the blood in you drained to your feet.

He sent it yesterday.

So tommorow would mean today.

Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck.

You took a shaky deep breath before placing your phone down and watching your professor walk in.

He talked for pretty much the entire hour barely stopping to take a breath. It was obvious he knew what he was talking about but still, you found art history boring and preferred the more practical aspect of art.

After dragging your legs out of class, you made your way straight to the vending machine. You were starving, and had about 15 minutes before your next class.

As you clicked a few buttons, and shoved the tiny bit of cash you had left through the slot, you were pissed when it came up with "ERROR" on the tiny screen.

You sighed and rubbed your forehead.

"Insert it the other way," a monotoned but slightly soft voice suddenly said.

You snapped your head to your right and met your eyes with a pair of ocean blue ones.

Without saying anything, you did what he suggested.

And it worked.

A sigh of relief escaped your lips as you watched the granola bar fall from where it stood.

"Are you gonna continue leaving me on read or are you gonna stop freaking out and actually meet me so we can work on our project," He shoved his hands in his pockets and slightly raised an eyebrow.

You opened your mouth, ready to answer back, but, he was quick to interrupt.

"I'll see you later at 3pm," he walked off, leaving you to your thoughts again.

You took another bite of your granola bar and made your way outside for a bit of fresh air before your next class started.

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The rest of the day was boring, mostly introductury stuff and a bit of admin to get yourself organised.

Which is why you were actually relieved when it came to 3pm and Giyuu sent you a message confirming that he was outside the photography block.

A warm but slightly crisp breeze hit you as you finally exited the art building.

You sighed a long sigh, allowing the breeze to wrap itself around you, like a hug.

As you continue walking, a small rush of excitment ran through you.

Perhaps, things between you and Giyuu really were moving forward.

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a/n: I'M BACK! sorry for disappearing for a month 😞 i went on holiday beginning of august and came back with 3 broken fingers which lead to a damaged radial nerve which lead to stenosing tenosynovitis :( i also slipped a disc in my back and hurt my knee 😭

anyways i hope you enjoyed this chapter! :) i can't wait to write the next one 🤭