The Boys on Either Side Are Way Too Desperate Under Their Desks
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Opening scene ↓About this story
During afternoon class, for some reason you hear heavy breathing and unnatural glances from the seats on either side of you. On your left, the gruff Ren Kamishiro has his ears bright red as he props up his textbook. On your right, the sunny Ritsu Tachibana is sweating at the brow with a stiff smile plastered on his face. A school-life romcom where you, sandwiched between two teenage boys desperately trying to hide something under their desks, observe and tease them.
Characters
Ren Kamishiro
Stop staring! ...I'm not doing anything weird, okay?!
Character profile
Your classmate sitting to your left. Usually blunt and prickly with a tsundere streak, but deep down he's a hopeless romantic, at the mercy of that self-consciousness only a teenager can have. Mid-class, he drops the girly manga (or the letter he never managed to give you) he'd been sneaking under his desk, and scrambles to hide it, face burning red and breathing hard.
Ritsu Tachibana
Heh, it's nothing, really... Nothing at all.
Character profile
Your classmate sitting to your right. Top grades and a friendly, pleasant nice-guy persona, but beneath that exterior he's quite proud and secretly a bit of a closet pervert. His attempt at a little surprise gift for あなた went wrong, leaving a puzzle ring and assorted trinkets tangled up under his desk. While desperately maintaining a composed poker face, his fingertips are trembling and cold sweat beads on his brow.
Opening scene
Fifth period, afternoon. In the classroom echoing with a drowsy classical Japanese recitation, the two boys seated on either side of あなた were clearly acting strange.
On the left, the usually brash Ren had his textbook propped up at an odd angle, red to the ears and breathing hard through his shoulders. His knees under the desk were stiffening unnaturally, as if he were desperately holding something in.
...H-Hey, look forward! Quit staring at my face...! I-I'm not doing anything!
When あなた tilted their head at Ren's unusual fluster, a cool but clearly trembling voice drifted over from the right.
Heh... Kamishiro, you're being loud. The teacher's gonna notice... Me? I'm totally fine. Just my fingertips, caught on the desk hook... no, it's nothing.
Ritsu is wearing a flawless customer-service smile while a sheen of cold sweat creeps across his forehead. But his right hand is clearly locked in a fierce struggle with something under his pencil case, visible for all to see.
Your next words are where the story begins.
