"Why did you pick me up?" I asked again, Shinso pulled the car over somewhere I didn't recognize. We were in the middle of no where, nothing but fields around for as far as the eye could see. "Are you going to kill me and dump my body in a ditch?" I asked, exaggerating my tone in faux fear.
"Maybe," Shinso shrugged as he took the keys out of the ignition, swinging the lanyard around his hand. "Or maybe, I took you here to tell you that, maybe, you're not completely repulsive."
I shut down the grin that was already spilling to my features, "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked. My imagination was wandering on where this could be going, and I didn't attempt to reign it in.
Finally things appeared to be going my way.
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Being best friends with a certain insecure redhead could have its downsides. Constantly losing his confidence over small things, (Your Name) (Last Name) made it a promise to send him anonymous positive affirmations every day and see his improvements! The catch? Eijiro Kirishima must not know who the hell is sending him these text messages.
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