xoxoxox

I'm not gay...

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Shiki stood in front of the female dressing room's fury.

There was a brief silence and the sound of a broken Pocky stick when Shiki suddenly blurted out, "I'm gay."

"Yeah," Rima chirped in, "He's as gay as one can be."

Fury lessened it's grip on Shiki but some remained unconvinced.

"He accompanies me to a dessert house with being dragged there."

Collective signs of enlightenment were heard throughout the room.

"Help me, gay friend, I'm having trouble with my bodice."

Shiki gulped, to prove he wasn't lying, he had to show disinterest in Rima's soft- oh who was he kidding? The cat was out of the bag, the jig was up.

He looked around, surprised that no one in the room seemed to have noticed something was amiss.

Not even Rima herself.

Shiki gingerly fingered the lace and completed his task.

The unconvinced became convinced and gradually the crowd ignored Shiki.

Crisis averted.

Shiki awkwardly walked out of the female changing room, he was about to turn a corner when he heard Rima yell, "Don't peek at the men!"

Shiki rolled his eyes.

As if he was interested in men at all.

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xoxoxox

because I'm in love with you...

xoxoxox