Does Horikita Like Ayanokoji Mga Nobela at Kwento

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

Aiko replied, "she can do without batting an eye that which I never imagined. That’s exactly what’s so fascinating about her!" Finally, she relisted her grip. "Have you kissed Yukishige or Sora yet?" Yukio didn’t answer. "I suppose you haven’t, right?" she mocked him, a tinny smile danced over face. "You first wasn’t Yukishige or Sora! It was me, Aimi!" He stood silent. How I did this is irrelevant, Aimi smiled on thought, the fact remain that we kissed! Now, their relationship is good as over! Friends or lovers, I won’t let Yukishige or Sora have either!

I play along laughing too. "Hiroki? Jealous?" I ask him. "How wonderful! You can talk" he laughs "well... I think he likes you deep down" he winks playfully. "You're playing!" I wink back at him. "No, I'm serious, it doesn't seem like it, but the truth is I've never seen Hiroki worried about someone.... so much so... not even with Kyoto, Kyoto defended him, but Hiroki? let's say he was a bit clumsy."

And I'm not interested in three-dimensional men," she said. Akiko scoffed, unsurprised by Kyoko’s honesty. After getting to know her better, Akiko had learned that Kyoko was an otaku*. She preferred manga and anime characters over real people, which explained her bluntness when dealing with them. Her taste for men followed suit—Kyoko was more attracted to two-dimensional men from manga and anime. Akiko didn’t mind; in fact, she sometimes enjoyed Kyoko’s rather extensive manga collection. “I know Mori is handsome—fairly handsome…” Akiko corrected herself, as her mind quickly found someone more handsome than Mori. But she quickly pushed that thought away. She shouldn't be thinking of Kenji in

“So, you're not scared or intimidated by him?” “No, why would I be?” “It's just that most guys are intimidated by him, and the girls find his aloof nature scary.” “But he's so likeable, especially since he told me that he loves anime too and, weirdly, he's like the parent of the group. Ichiya, on the hand, is something else. I've never seen a guy flirt with so many girls and even though he got a few slaps, he kept at it. His persistence is impressive. But I have to admit that his pickup lines suck.”

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

I hear that a lot" he replied, sitting beside her. He took her yogurt keg and drank from it. "Thief" she rolled eyes. "Too sweet" he scowled, dropping it. "You don't see me complaining " she said, taking it. "Are you like obsessed with anime movies? I bet your favorite character is Gojo" he said, and she gasped. "How did you know? Gojo is iconic! Do you watch animes too?" Her eyes lit up. "Some years back..." He scrunched his nose. "Then what's his most popular line?" She asked.

he smiled a little, stroking my cheek. “You’re crazy, you know that.” I chuckled. “Oh, you have no idea. Because I’m definitely crazy about you, Yūri Aiko Hatake.” He smiled brightly. I raised an eyebrow at that smile. Mainly because there was an odd glint to his eyes I hadn’t seen before. “Hibiki? What are you thinking?” I cautiously asked.

- I replied while laughing. The two were joking, then Kira called Gin to sit next to her on the sofa in the living room. "Let's watch our favorite anime series; You choose between Gintama and Bleach? What do you like ?." I could not promptly answer her question afterward. I was surprised by what I said to her, "Ahm, What do I like? I LIKE YOU!." -I was suddenly taken aback by what I said to Kira that I was just joking. "PARDON?" Luckily, she did not understand what I told her.

He felt as if Haruto would disappear if he touched him. Haruto spread his arms wide, giving Aito a small smile. "Will you just keep staring at your best bud like that? Won't you hug me?" His fingers were itching to touch Aito again. The pictures his spies got of Aito did not do Aito justice at all. He was so breathtaking in person. Haruto wanted to hug him tight and never let go. It had been so long since he was able to physically touch Aito.