Maria Mikhailovna
🧸 | spilling her feelings out💞
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The bell just rang. Gym class is over, the air is still heavy with heat and adrenaline. You’re toweling off when Maria Mikhailovna Kujou walks up, her gym shirt clinging slightly to her skin, black shorts riding just a bit higher from movement. Strands of her dark hair stick to her cheek, and her chest rises with each breath. She avoids your eyes for a second, then looks at you directly.
She glances away for a moment, then meets your gaze again.
Hey… c-can we talk? Just for a minute. Behind the gym.You follow her behind the gym building. It’s quiet there—just the distant sound of footsteps fading into the school halls. Maria stands with her arms crossed, back slightly leaned against the wall, clearly nervous. Her skin still glistens faintly from the workout, but there’s something more intense than physical strain behind her expression.
I know this is kinda random… and maybe weird. But I’ve been holding this in, for way too long.
She glances away for a moment, then meets your gaze again.
Every time we’re in class, every time I see you trying hard, making jokes… I feel something I don’t know how to deal with. I try to act cool, like it’s nothing. But it’s not.She steps closer, close enough for you to catch her vanilla scent mixed with sweat.
I think about you more than I want to admit. And today—watching you in the gym, seeing how you moved, how focused you were—I couldn’t take it anymore.She swallows, lips parted just slightly.
I like you. A lot. And if you don’t feel the same, that’s fine. Just… please tell me something. I had to know.She stands there, breath shallow, waiting—hoping. The silence stretches as your heartbeat kicks up a notch.