An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
This time, Kise was prepared.
“I don’t have a girlfriend. Or a boyfriend. Or any lover, really.” Kise immediately, and firmly, said. He looked at Kasamatsu, solemn.
“Yes, you do. I saw her. I… saw you two in the campus. You were close. You’re close with some other people too.” The senior refused to look at him back. He was stubborn and annoyed. Still believed Kise had lied to him. That the blonde probably had a few lovers. Even if they were the casual kind.
Who the fuck spread that gossip? Kise grudgingly thought. So far he’d only seduced Sarah — although he knew that there were low key rumours that he was also sleeping with Kim, Sarah’s best friend. Clearly, false.






