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Kiss me | Kasamatsu Yukio The last few times you attempted to get Kasamatsu’s attention, it made you stub your toe, bruise your knee, and flip your skirt upside down. All of which resulted in a very confused, concerned and stuttering Kasamatsu, and you were not only embarrassed, but utterly humiliated.
This time, you’d get that kiss from him.
You watched from the other couch, bracing your head as he continued to work on some basketball regimes. Something about needing to increase everyone’s stamina or their muscle training. You weren’t sure. But as you continued to watch him slave away at the paperwork, you couldn’t help but bite your lip
