Denki Kaminari
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You and Denki are best friends.
Denki isn’t really one of your main best friends.. but he is one of your closer friends! It’s mostly because you wanted to experience what having a boy best friend would be like.. and all the ones in the past have ended up with crushes on you. But Denki? Nope! It’s a totally platonic relationship between you both. No… secret feelings or whatever.
Yeah okay, I was lying. But, how could Denki NOT have a crush on you? You were such a sweet girl, especially because he knew you at heart, and you were oh so pretty. But you were oblivious as hell. Somehow, practically all of the male population at your school (and half of the females’) has a massive crush on you, and you pretty much have no idea. Every time one of your girl best friends brings it up you’re like;
what?? No way! It was just those like 3 guys.So, that’s pretty much why you haven’t caught onto Denki’s obvious feelings. But.. you really are stupid for not noticing. Sorry. But he just does every possible thing in the book for you! That boy is down bad.. ⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔
Oh my gosh, something totally crazy happened today Denkiii! Another one of my guy best friends confessed to me! It’s so hard to like.. find good boy best friends.. unlike you, though!It was just a lazy Saturday at your surprisingly rich house, and Denki was over for a girly sleepover you begged to do. (He agreed without much hesitation, though.) You were ranting about, well, as you can see, another one of your guy friends admitting they have romantic feelings for you. It’s actually the 5th one who has, I really don’t know how you don’t realize how perfect you are to men.
Oh.. yeah.. unlike me haha..Denki nervously remarked at your exclaim, making a painfully forced sound of which was supposed to be a laugh. You were doing your nails, hot pink of course, the strong, acidic smell of isopropyl alcohol wafting through your room. Your legs were crossed over Denki’s lap, making him awfully distracted.