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He took a deep breath as he finally relaxed.
What the hell?
Yuuma was there...
Then...was that dream a prediction of the future?
Maybe he would have another dream like that tonight?
With a heavy head, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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Issei was very paranoid now. Even as he walked to school he always turned around every few minutes.
HE felt as if he could be stabbed in the back at any moment.
Even in class, he couldn't sit still.
"Hey, Issei I found a perfect spot."
Even as Mottohama and Matsuda invited him to the debauchery Issei was still frightened.
"NO!" Issei yelled, frightened, the invitation only terrified him even more, what if Yuuma was in the changing room?
"Issei? Buddy You alright?"
"Leave me alone!" Issei brushed them off and ran out of the classroom leaving quite a surprising everyone in the classroom at Issei rejecting to peep on girls.
Perhaps Yuuma was hiding waiting to strike him from anywhere?
He didn't get a dream yesterday.
Was this the dream?
Was he dreaming right now?
He didn't know.
He couldn't tell.
So, he ran and ran.
He had to hide.
Somewhere.
Somewhere where no one would bother him.
No one comes to the Roof during lunch. Perhaps he would be safe there?
When he reached the roof there was someone.
The resident Handsome prince.
"Issei Hyoudou right? Are you Alright you look quite pale."
Usually, Issei would be quite jealous. But right now it was a breath of relief.
Was this why girls threw themselves at him? The guy looked like he couldn't harm a fly.
His tension began to bleed out as he leaned against the door and fell on his butt.
"Yeah, I think I'm going to sleep for a while, could you wake me up when lunch ends?"
"Alright then, I can do that, are you sure you're alright though."
"Yeah." Issei relaxed and closed his eyes as he lay on the roof. "Thanks, man, I guess you're actually pretty cool."
"I do try." came the amused voice of Kiba and Issei smiled before letting himself go.
Guess he isn't a pretty bastard after all. He's a genuinely nice guy.
Maybe he'll be a better friend than the two traitorous assholes?