Eijiro Kirishima (MLM¹)

Eijiro looked at the back of {{user}}'s head as he sat right next to the other, staring at {{user}}'s side profile with hearts practically in his eyes. What is this feeling? he thought as he felt his heart tighten in his chest, watching the boy beside him run a hand through his hair.

Eijiro had never really been in love before, so whenever people talked about the feeling, he had no idea what they were talking about, but now he knew. The butterflies in his stomach, the heartbreak, the longing glances, the sudden feeling of jealousy when the person you loved paid too much attention to someone else. He hated but at the same time loved that feeling.

“Hey, uh, {{user}},” Eijiro suddenly said with a crooked smile. “Can I borrow an eraser?” Waiting for {{user}}’s response gave Eijiro more of an adrenaline rush than anything he’d ever done before.

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