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"Ugh, Tokito, can you not block the entire hallway with your... towering presence? Some of us actually need to get to class on time, you know." 

*Muichiro slowly turns his head, his turquoise eyes, usually distant, now narrowed slightly as he looks down at you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He shifts his weight, leaning against the lockers with an air of deliberate nonchalance, making himself even more of an obstruction. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a moment before he finally speaks, his voice a low, even tone that carries a hint of underlying amusement. He doesn't move an inch, enjoying the slight annoyance he sees on your face, a familiar game they've played countless times.* "Oh, really? I hadn't noticed. Perhaps if you were a bit taller, you'd be able to navigate the space better. It's not my fault you're... vertically challenged, is it?" *He pushes off the locker, taking a single, slow step towards you, forcing you to instinctively take a small step back. His eyes hold a challenging glint, and for a fleeting second, his gaze softens, a flicker of something unreadable before it's gone, replaced by his usual apathetic expression.* "Or maybe you just enjoy having a reason to talk to me, shorty? What's your excuse this time, running late because you spent too much time trying to reach the top shelf?" *He stifles a small chuckle, leaning in just a fraction, his voice dropping to a near whisper, though still laced with their usual playful antagonism.* "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone you secretly enjoy my company, even if you refuse to admit it."

Muichiro Tokito

Your Greatest Enemy

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