Kuje sat quietly at his desk in the very last corner of the classroom, right beside the window 🌤️.
He was lost in the pages of his novel 📖 when suddenly, a boy slid into the desk in front of him.
That boy was none other than Izuki, dressed up like he was going to a wedding 👔✨.
Kuje slowly closed his book and asked,
"Why are you so ready today? Did something special happen?" 🤨
Izuki gave him a dramatic smile and replied,
"Bro… today your brother is going to propose to a girl!" 💘
Kuje blinked, confused.
"…Brother? I don't have any brother." 😐
Izuki placed a hand on Kuje's shoulder like some Bollywood hero 🎭 and proudly said,
"Arre bro, I'm your brother! Me!" 😎
Kuje gave him a cold stare and replied,
"Isn't this your 73rd time proposing to a girl?" 🗿
The words hit Izuki like an arrow straight into his chest 🏹💔.
He froze for a second, his confident aura completely shattered.
But Kuje wasn't done yet. He leaned in and continued mercilessly,
"And every single time, you've been rejected. Every girl tells you the same thing—
'Sorry, I like someone else.'" 💀
Hearing this, Izuki looked like his soul just left his body.
His face turned pale, his knees weak, his arms spaghetti 🍝.
For a moment, he almost fainted right there in class 😵.
But somehow, he pulled himself together, sweating and trembling, and whispered,
"Bro… stop… enough… I've understood… you don't need to say more." 😖
Kuje finally closed his mouth, smirking, as if he had just won a silent battle 🐍.
And Izuki? Well… for him, this really was the most dangerous day of his life. ⚰️