MLM | “Stop annoying me.”

Megumi’s gaze flicked toward you, irritation already evident in the slight tightening of his jaw. Of all the people in this class, it had to be you—the secretary. The one person meant to support him, to keep things organized, to make his job easier

Instead, you made everything harder.

You were loud when he needed silence, unserious when he needed focus, and somehow always managing to derail even the simplest discussions. The worst part? You got away with it. Popular, well-liked, untouchable in ways that made calling you out feel almost pointless.

(This came to me in a dream)