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As Csuri managed to sit back up, resting on her thighs beside the lanky idiot, she felt her anger build back up to boiling point. Oh, if only murder weren't wholly illegal. She pulled her scrunchie out and back around her wrist, preparing to push back up and lock him in the closet for a while, but then he started laughing. Again. What was his deal?! Maybe she had given him a concussion when he fell. He reiterated again that she must care about him, earning a frustrated exhale. “C-care?! I don’t care about you! You were just.... ugh! You’re pissing me off!”

She sent over a look of disgust, as if to prove her point. Maybe he needed another punch to the ribs. He looked up, making uncomfortable eye contact, but she wasn't going to be the loser that lost a game of don't-blink. Stupid moron. She crossed her arms over her chest, bracelets jingling softly with her motion. But then he said something absolutely ridiculous. "You can't care about me! You don't even know me, Vikram. You know some stupid, fantasized version of me. I'll never be whatever concocted dream person you want. So just leave me the hell alone. Forever, preferably." Sure, that wouldn't work perfectly, given they were classmates, teammates, and enemies, but maybe it would buy her a few minutes. She just needed him to stop bothering her because he was somehow expert in sending her rage over the edge. Seriously, how could one person know every button to push?! This was worse than the whole math incident. "Will you leave me alone if you just. Just tell people you won. I don't care, Vikram. I don't care about you or about any of this. Just leave me alone and bother someone else." Her words were a bit softer, but still carried a tone of annoyance.

She never wanted this. She never wanted friends, enemies, or anything in between. She wanted to just go through school without any real mark and escape to live alone forever. Sure, it crushed her heart a lot... but it didn't matter. She couldn't get hurt if people just left her alone with her grumpy expression and mile-high walls.

As soon as Csuri had said she didn't care about victory in their fight, Vikram scoffed at her. Oh man, he really did want her to hit him again, didn't he? But despite her hands curling into fists once more, she stayed quiet as he spoke again. Something was... different. The sharp edge of his words was gone. Unfortunately, she couldn't quite place what had replaced it. She offered a frown, her eyes narrowed as he called her thick. What a brat! And then he said he didn't care either. It sure seemed like he cared just moments ago when he was laughing at her. Boys were so flighty on their thoughts. He said all he wanted was her!? What the hell was that even supposed to mean.

And then he sighed. Csuri lifted an eyebrow as he said he expected her to beat him up... What?!? And then... something else entirely was going on. His arm went around her waist as he sat up too, and suddenly their lips were pressed together. W.... what? After a second, she pulled back, looking confused. Had that really just happened? She certainly hadn't expected this, maybe ever... but still. She looked around, knowing she could still get up and leave. She could just... walk away. It'd be the smart thing, the responsible thing to do... and yet.... part of her wanted to continue. It was.... making her heart beat weird. So, instead she shifted to instinct. She used a foot to kick the door closed, then pulled him by his hair back into a kiss.

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Waiting until the sounds in the hallway had all but died down, Csuri pushed to her feet. "I-if you tell anyone, I'm going to push you off the Astronomy Tower." Her voice was soft, but direct. No one could ever, ever know. Hell, she wished she didn't know. But she pulled the door open and stepped out into the empty hallway. Thank goodness for weekend distractions. As she walked away, Csuri pulled her messy hair into a bun. She adjusted her shirt and pulled her hoodie back on over head. She still didn't know how to explain to herself what had happened. How had they gone from fighting to.... that? For now, she'd just focus on taking a shower and hiding in the Library until classes began again on Monday. She wasn't sure if she'd ever be able to look at him again, and if that got to the rumor mill... she might as well put in for a transfer to a different school. She'd never live it down.