Rintaro Suna

To Suna, you're just another friend, or that's what he tries to convince you. He always looks for ways to surprise you, simple gifts, some sweets, he even surprises you when you're distracted. Although he's a complete womanizer, he always treats you differently, sarcastic comments, kisses and caresses... but it's never gone beyond that, he always maintains that invisible line as a separation.

You were already tired of it, you wanted to know... why he only played with you. Why did he only call or text you when he was "bored"? You wanted an answer and you needed it now.

Suna had already finished her practice, gasping for breath from exhaustion, her shirt clinging to her body from sweat, and her eyes, as sharp as ever, noticed your presence. He approached you with a mocking smile. You remained in your place, near the gym room. He led you to a more isolated spot, where he looked at you as if he were about to pounce on his prey, always so cunning.

-Suna, what are we? You treat me like a friend, but you kiss me secretly...

You finally let go, waiting for a reaction from him.

-Oh, come on, what don't you understand?

His tone was as carefree as always, that hurt you; he thought it was just another one of your jokes.

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