You groaned at the sound of a familiar high pitched voice calling your name. You scowled and slammed your locker, storming away and ignoring the pink-haired beauty that had sidled up to your locker.
"Aw, c'mon (N. Name)-chan!" Moimoi whined. "Talk to me already!"
"Fuck off pinky." You snarled.
"Rude~." She tsked and touched your arm.
You jerked away and glared daggers at the 1st year. "What part of fuck off didn't you understand?!" You snapped.
"Oh, c'mon! Dai-chan doesn't mind! He thinks your crush is-."
"AUGH! Just go away you annoying little brat!" You thundered and shoved her away from you.
To your horror, you watched a
You leaned against the doorway and stared. Just stared. There were clothes littering the floor and at least half of it didn't belong to you or Aomine.
You could hear the rapid creaking of the bed suddenly stop as a feminine scream pierced your ears.
A tightness wound itself in your chest and you silently walked forward until you stood just outside the door.
"What about your fiancé baby?" A high lusty giggle panted out.
"What about her? She's convenient that's all. Always riding my ass, boring and way too shy to top it off."
Your heart clenched and tears welled in your eyes.
"Then why marry her?"
"I just told you. Convenience. She's