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Hibiki had skipped classes today because after a certain thought crossed her mind, she couldn't just sit back and take the endless classes.
And after exactly 20 minutes, she reached the school where her boyfriend teaches, getting immensely jealous of all the girls who would fan over his looks.
It's been only a few weeks since they had started to properly go out together. A few dates, kisses, holding hands, cuddling sessions and sometimes just staring at each other and not able to believe the love they have for each other.
The thought of him being kind to those school going girls, burnt something inside her so much.
'He is mine!'
She screamed in her head before waiting for him to come while sitting on the bonnet of his car. She didn't know why she was here but all she knew was she needed to see him and his gorgeous smile before she went insane.
She looked at her watch which read 3:40 pm , it means he would be here anytime.
The thought itself was enough to make her stand back on her feat and beam with happiness.
A few moments later she heard voices and footsteps of people coming, she immediately looked in the direction but frowned seeing so many girls around him , her boyfriend to be precise.
"That's enough! Go back home, i don't want to see any of your faces after school unless it's detention." He reprimanded the school girls as they were getting in his nerves. The job of teaching in itself was annoying at times but that's how he got the love of his life so he hardly could complain about it.
The girls walked away seeing him getting annoyed to which he thanks his stars before finally turning towards his car.
"Hibiki?" He merely uttered in surprise before a genuine smile formed on his lips as he ran towards her and pulled her in a hug.
"I missed you!" He mumbled while still hugging her.
"Me too! That's why I came here!" She replied and as if he realised something, he broke the hug and looked at her.
"Don't tell me you skipped your classes to come here. Did you forget about the talk we had the other day." The teacher in him had kicked in because he was looking totally serious.
"Hibiki, answer me! Don't just look at me.." his words were cut off in between because she pulled him by his tie and kissed him full on the lips. To say he was surprised would be an understatement but he recovered fast and kissed her back.
"I love you Kousuke!" She confessed, no matter how many times she says but each time, his heart melts hearing her confess her love to him, just like it did the first time. She had no idea, he much she affected him and he preferred it that way.
"I love you too Hibiki!" He replied back in a heartbeat.
"But you should not mess with your studies. We have our whole life to spend with eachother. This university life on the other hand would never come back again, study hard and enjoy your life to the fullest. Hmm?" He softly said to which she nodded her head in approval.
"So? Any special reason for you to visit me today?" He asked while opening the door of the passenger seat of his car for her to sit.
"Actually there is!" She replied sitting inside.
He closed the door and quickly walked over to the driver's seat and looked at her.
"And what is that?" He encouraged her to speak her mind.
"I ...got.... jealous" she boldly confessed not fearing his reaction.
"Jealous?" He looked at her confused.
"Yes! Jealous of those girls who gets to study from you everyday." She explained making him chuckle at her innocence.
"You should not get jealous of them because there is only girl who had captured my heart in this whole world. Those girls might get to see me everyday but they could never take your place in my life. You are special Hibiki. I never want you to feel any less that being special. And unlike those girls who gets on my nerve, I crave for your love and attention all the time. So you need not to worry about it." He expressed himself which was a rare thing.
"But I feel happy that you get possessive of me. That's a good thing!" He teased her with a grin on his face before fixing his seat belt.
She blushed and looked away.