Without having to look back, Suguru could feel two menaces approaching him from behind.
Satoru was the first to appear by his side, fingers snaking up his arm. “Suguru~”
You appeared on his other side, slowly wrapping your arms around neck. “Cmon Suguru….”
“Why not?” the white haired male whined while flopping down on top of table like some attention seeking cat.
Suguru deadpanned at him, taking a deep breath in. “Last time I let you borrow my notes, you both drew an inordinate amount of penises in the margins. Unnervingly detailed ones too…”
“Well it’s not our fault your stupid pants makes your silhouette look like a penis!” Satoru groaned out.
Both you and Suguru blinked in confusion at what he just said.
“How does that even correlate to what I sa-“
“Wait, that’s why we drew penises??”
Now Satoru turned to stare at you, confused as well. “What did you think we were drawing them for???”
He waved his index finger at you. “Nuh uh.”
“Fuck you mean nuh uh?? You’re literally dating Suguru!” you yelled while pointing at said man.
Suguru let out a sigh. He wasn’t allowed one moment of peace, even when studying.
“I’m going to kill myself..”
And like two monkeys sharing one brain cell, that sentence activated the neuron in your brains. You both ceased your argument and turned to face him.
“Noo don’t kill yourself, you’re so sexy aha” the both of you said in sync.
A belt slowly formed in hands. “Never mind, I’m killing you two first.”
Neither you nor Satoru were brave enough to stick around.
The both of you immediately scrambled out of the room like your lives depended on it (which it did).