Takeshi glanced over at her before returning his gaze back out the window. Frankly as far as he knew everything was shitty, he just couldn't dodge that sick feeling that there was some sort of secret plan behind all of this.
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Hana pouted, narrowing her eyes at the boy as she began to tap her foot repeatedly against the floor. She needed to cheer him up, but how? What cheers boys up?
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Takeshi narrowed his eyes down trying to figure something out, did he see someone. He did, and he knew who it was, one of hos tormentors. The boy slumped down in his side of the booth attempting to hide himself before they decided to look over.
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A look of confusion took over Hana's face, and she leaned towards him, keeping her voice low, "Takeshi, what is it?"
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Takeshi sank lower down into his seat pointing out the ones he feared. He'dbe lying if he would say he wasn't scared, but he was always constantly living in fear.
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Turning around, the brunette's eyes widened as she realised what he was afraid of, "Shit."
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I knew this was bad I knew this was all a terrible idea but no just had to come out, he scolded himself in his thoughts.
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Just as his tormentor stood up, about to make his exit from the café, Hana gestured to Takeshi's hand, "Quick, hold my hand."
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Takeshi stared at her confused with wide eyes silently judging. He reluctantly stuck his hand outwards onto the table.
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Gently entwining their hands, she glanced down at her phone and scrolled through photos as if it was the most normal thing in the world. The boy glanced over as he passed them. At first he smirked after seeing Takeshi, about to walk over. But at the sight of his hand holding Hana's he took a double-take. Once the shock wore off, he composed himself quickly, walking out of the cafe.
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Takeshi stared as he walked away with a confused stare. How did something so simple as a simple touch change so much? He pondered on that question until he had left the cafè.
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"He's pretty scared of me, so if he thinks we're in a relationship, he'll stay away," Hana answered his confused gaze, before glancing back down at her phone, removing her hand from his.
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Takeshi had only become more confused by the answer he was given. Not only was the act easy to see through but highly unbelievable, if anything it seemed like trouble to him.
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The waitress smiled as she gave them their drink, and Hana thanked her with a small smile of her own. As soon as the woman had left, the brunette groaned, "What is it going to take for you to believe me, Takeshi?"
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Takeshi didn't answer her question instead choosing to stare out the window. He found it odd it wasn't obvious. He was scared, skeptical, there had to be something going on. No one would just help him.
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OOC: I feel like she should make some kinda big gesture to convince him to trust her, but I can't think of what that should beeeee
IC: Hana slumped against the table, resting her cheek against the cold wood. She let out a big sigh, glancing up aha boy before taking a sip of her drink.
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OOC: Hmm yes agreed bit it would also be interesting to just see trust grow over time.
IC: As much as his brain told him to just kick her out onto the streets, he knew it wasn't the right thing to do. He still had his thoughts about all of this but he knew he had to be the bigger person.
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Hana pulled away from the table has the waitress brought over their meals. The brunette tapped her cutlery against the table as she looked at Takeshi. What kinda stuff can you do to make a person trust you? Tell them a deep dark secret so they know that you trust them? Do I even have a deep dark secret? I'm sure I could think of something embarrassing, right?
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A small grunt eliminated from Takeshi as he stretched out. He saw her staring at him out of the corner of his eye. He gave her an awkward stare.
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She narrowed her eyes at him before finally tearing her gaze away from him to eat her meal. Once she was finished, she paid for both of their meals, checking her phone afterwards to see the time.