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Nomura’s eyes widened when he heard people approaching the other end of the hallway.
Nomura was using what had come to be known as the ‘hall of love’ because it was the path most of the students at St. Rudolph took to get back to their dorm rooms after sneaking off to meet with someone. Nomura wasn’t really coming back, since he’d never left. His English teacher had a nice apartment on St. Rudolph’s grounds.
She was such a nice lady.
Still, Nomura did not want to get her in trouble! And he did not want to have to deal with the inevitable questions of why he was using the hall of love. Wiggling the handle for the janitor’s closet Nomura pulled it open and stuffed himself hurriedly inside.
The closet was small, and Nomura had a foul, slimy mop pressed against the back of his neck, while his nose was hovering inches above possibly lethal cans. Fighting to hold his breath Nomura listened to what was going on in the hallway.
“Uhn… Yuuta.” Nomura’s eyes widened to twice the size of his glasses, dwarfing his face. That sounded like Kaneda, and moaning Yuuta’s name? That wasn’t right, Nomura had been sure that Kaneda was dating Akazawa, or at least crushing on the older teen.
“Kaneda.” That was definitely Yuuta’s voice. “We can’t keep doing this.”
Doing what, Nomura wondered. Still fighting not to breath Nomura shifted, his foot banging against an empty bucket.
“Did you hear something?” Kaneda questioned. He sounded closer. Nomura stilled immediately. It would be horrible to be found out now!
“Kaneda!” Yuuta’s voice was frustrated. “You have to tell Akazawa!”
Nomura would have kept listening, but he could swear something brushed against his leg! Jumping in surprise had made him catch his foot on the empty bucket, and trip over the mop, falling out of the closet in a tangle of cleaning supplies.
“Ah…” Nomura looked up into Yuuta and Kaneda’s surprised faces. “Ah ha ha…”
She was such a nice lady.
Still, Nomura did not want to get her in trouble! And he did not want to have to deal with the inevitable questions of why he was using the hall of love. Wiggling the handle for the janitor’s closet Nomura pulled it open and stuffed himself hurriedly inside.
The closet was small, and Nomura had a foul, slimy mop pressed against the back of his neck, while his nose was hovering inches above possibly lethal cans. Fighting to hold his breath Nomura listened to what was going on in the hallway.
“Uhn… Yuuta.” Nomura’s eyes widened to twice the size of his glasses, dwarfing his face. That sounded like Kaneda, and moaning Yuuta’s name? That wasn’t right, Nomura had been sure that Kaneda was dating Akazawa, or at least crushing on the older teen.
“Kaneda.” That was definitely Yuuta’s voice. “We can’t keep doing this.”
Doing what, Nomura wondered. Still fighting not to breath Nomura shifted, his foot banging against an empty bucket.
“Did you hear something?” Kaneda questioned. He sounded closer. Nomura stilled immediately. It would be horrible to be found out now!
“Kaneda!” Yuuta’s voice was frustrated. “You have to tell Akazawa!”
Nomura would have kept listening, but he could swear something brushed against his leg! Jumping in surprise had made him catch his foot on the empty bucket, and trip over the mop, falling out of the closet in a tangle of cleaning supplies.
“Ah…” Nomura looked up into Yuuta and Kaneda’s surprised faces. “Ah ha ha…”