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Chapter 112

When Ayane mentions to him that “You sound like my Dad” at that moment Pin looks a little hurt or he’s thinking. He’s enjoying his time with her and deep down in his subconscious, I feel like there are some feelings for Ayane taking root. It’s been bothering him and at that moment when she tells him that he reminds her of her dad, I feel like he’s a little disappointed because maybe that’s how she sees him only.

Then he jokingly plays with her to try to play off his hurt feelings. He mentions that he’s babysitting some kid. I think he says this out loud mostly for himself that he’s still a teacher and 10 years older than her. So when Ayane says she’s not a kid anymore it dawns on him that she’s has feelings for him. This chapter really tells a lot about Pin he’s trying to be the responsible adult, but he finds himself running into Ayane and he can’t help but enjoy her company. GOD, I love this ship.

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ayane yano appreciation post

Can we please for a second stop and appreciate ayane fucking yano!? Our girl has always been there for her friends because she knows they see her as the mature one, the one who has it together but she! is! also! human! Ayane just wants to love and be loved, she’s always craved for that which is why she gets into empty relationships but now! SHE’S FOUND IT. SHE’S FINALLY FOUND THE LOVE OF HER FUCKING LIFE AND WE ALL KNOW WHO IT IS AND I BAWLED WHEN SAWAKO REALIZED WHO IT WAS AND SHE STARTS CRYING BECAUSE BITCH!! THAT’S MY GIRL AND SHE’S SUFFERED SO MUCH AND ALL SHE WANTS IS LOVE!!!!!! Our stoic and sarcastic Ayane Yano is in love with Pin and I want nothing else but for that to blossom.

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“Out of Reach”

“Yano-chin! Hey, wake up!”

Slumped over her desk, Ayane only offered a muffled groan from the makeshift pillow of her arms. To wake up she’d need to be asleep first, and that was impossible with Chizu around.

“It’s only the first day of the term! You’re off to a worse start than me,” Chizu said, clapping a hand on her friend’s shoulder and shaking, to no avail.

Summer vacation had been far from rejuvenating. Her days were spent poring over complex equations, nonsensical English words, and obscure dates that all ran together like a cruel sequence of code. The few hours of sleep she’d granted herself had been wasted staring at the ceiling of her room.

And it was all his fault.

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