Beautiful Snow💙

Ch.17 Texting

Miyuki's POV

He wants my number!? I stared at him as I put on my bag. I blinked before taking out my phone. It has a black case with sparkles on it from the US. I unlocked it and gave it to him. But pulled back bc he's a germophobe.

"What's your number?" I asked, waiting for him.

He takes my phone without warning and spray a mist of disinfectant on it even his hands. Um. I could've just do it myself. He then types something in, not looking at me as I go around the table to see what he's doing.

I had to tipy toe but he raised it up high. I pout underneath the mask. The bell rings as he gives me my phone back. I raised an eyebrow.

"Don't edit anything." He said in a calm voice before we both walk to our classes. I put my phone in my bag, not hearing a sigh in relief.

Sakusa's POV

I'm glad she didn't look at her phone as I watch her put it in her bag. It's a good thing she has a screen protector because I would be irritated and drop the phone quickly if I see one smudge. Since we have only 2 classes in the morning before lunch, I don't have her for the rest of the day. Which kind of annoys me. When she's not there, my fangirls crowd around me which is irritating. I would spray their faces with disinfectants and say, "Begone!" 

In our class, she would look up to other girls, especially, making eye contact with them. I watch as they sadly tried to do the staring contest on Miyuki. I would see her eyebrows twitched and sometimes she would slowly pull down her mask and furrow her eyebrows and frown. When she does that, I like how she is trying to be angry. It's kinda cute. 

I watch as she speeds up and turn to the building opposite of mine. As she walks in front of me, I see her make eye contact with me before waving and that walking to her class. 

And at that moment, my heart is pounding in my chest. I couldn't really focus in the last 2 classes I had because I turn to an empty seat, the one where Miyuki would be sitting by the window. Imagining Miyuki there as I was studying. Why would I imagine you being here next to me? I forgot to ask what are you doing that makes me like this.

Miyuki's POV

I began to wonder, why would he take my phone and spray it!? I mean, yeah I wipe my phone and clean it. Duh! I touch it all the time at home and at school for music. But the way refused to give my phone back, even lifting his arms up is kinda adorable because I could've sworn I saw his eyes lit up. 

I smiled underneath my mask as I quietly took notes on an art lesson about techniques and shadings. Aratani was looking at me, giving me a questioning look. 

"So, what happen last night?" Aratani asked in a happy voice.

"Not last night." I shake my head as I went back to sketching my father in my sketchbook to apply the shadings in the lesson. "Like this whole day couldn't get any more better?" I face palmed as I felt my cheeks getting sore. 

"Ooh, tell me what happen." Aratani squeals as some classmates looked at us but turn back to their own business. Even so, I looked around to see if anyone's listening. I just told her what happened this morning and then when I said he asked for my number, she couldn't hold in her squeals. 

"Aratani! Last chance." Our art teacher called out from the other side of the classroom as students turn their heads.

"Sorry!" Aratani bows her head but smiled widely as she turn back to me. I smiled as I put down my mask under my chin. My heart was pounding and giving me butterflies in my stomach so strong, I was fidgeting in my seat and I looked out the window. I just got inspired to sketch something out now.