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“I wouldn’t do that,” Akira promises. “If I did, I’d be a hypocrite. I’ve never… I mean. You’re not alone, you know. I’ve never kissed anyone before, either.”
Akechi gapes at him—his mouth drops open, his brows knit all the way together.
“You haven’t?”
“We’re teenagers. That’s normal.” Akira frowns, trying not to think about this handsome, worldly guy that Akechi wants to be with. It’s fine, he thinks, it was just a half-formed crush. More of an idea, really. “I get it, though. I wish there was a way to practice.”
The hallway feels smaller and smaller as each word leaves his mouth. A way to practice. They look at each other for a long moment, communicating through their heavy gaze. The temperature rises, and Akira knows that they’re both having the same thought.
(Or: The boys strike a deal. Also, Akechi's 'handsome, worldly crush' may not be as far away as Akira thinks he is.)