Naomi breaks down

Naomi froze. Her expression changed from one of seduction to anger.
Naomi pushed my hand away, seemingly taken aback by my actions. Her eyes sent daggers straight at me.
My fist clenched, my lip curled. I was done holding back.
"Just stop! ok?"
My voice in that moment was sharper than any dagger she tried to throw my way. I was enraged by what she had done. How could I have been so careless?
"Enough of the act, Naomi. It's getting old."
The room was filled with an unaimous silence; clearly, only Naomi and I knew what I truly meant.
I had enough of the mockery she was throwing at Akio, even if she didn't know about us; every lame imitation she did felt like a punch to the gut.
Naomi's eyes averted their attention to the back of the class; she didn't even have the grace to look me in the eye.
"Tatsu-kun-"
"You're still playing these games? Enough with the 'Tatsu-kun'. I've already stated my boundaries, so why do you keep tiptoeing over the edge?"
Naomi's eyes began to quiver. She was ready to unleash her sea of tears onto the world. I wasn't having any of it.
Her tone softened.
"B-because...nevermind."

The tension in the room was thick; the air felt thin. It felt as if everyone was holding there breaths for what I would say next.
"Aww, what's wrong, Naomi? Cat got your tongue-"
The teacher, still unaware of the situation, started to look uncomfortable.
I would be too if I were forced into a situation like that.
"Right...that's enough, you two. Come on back to your seats."
As I made the daunting trek back to my seat, I could feel all those eyes judging me. It was horrible. I'd understood if I'd been a jerk for no reason, but I hadn't. I guess from their point of view, I had lashed out of nowhere.
My legs felt heavier with every painful step I took; it felt as if the floor itself was trying to pull me down.
Was it on their side as well?
This wasn't high school. No one knew my past. And yet, this feeling...It weighed down on me.
Maybe someone did actually know me...I wasn't quite sure myself.
Back then, I was used to being judged. We both were. Now, we were just being misunderstood.
They knew nothing.
College was shaping up to be a time I wished to forget - this time, however, I couldn't. I hated to admit it, but I think somewhere inside of me envied the person I was before. After all, all the bad memories got wiped when he went comatose.
That was a luxury I couldn't obtain.
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After that, me an Naomi didn't speak for a good while.
As much as I hated her, I could understand her frustration. Being called out and embarrassed like that in front of others, like she was, must have stung.
When it comes to Akio, I can't just sit idly. After all we had been through together, that would be an insult to her resolve.
I wanted to protect that no matter what.
After all, she was the one who saved me. She deserved a bit of credit for that, right?

The next day rolled around, and Naomi had reverted to her old self - the one that never spoke out.
Was this an act for my attention as well?
"Kyo-kun, morning dude."
A smile forced itself onto my face.
"Oh, morning, Tsumigi."
Tsumigi cocked his head towards me.
"Tsumigi? Where's the kun?"
My eyes started to crinkle at the corners.
I never took Tsumigi to be so prim and proper. After all, he did call me Kyo-kun.
"I didn't think you cared about that stuff, Tsumigi-kunnn."
His fist clenched.
He sharpened his tone.
"Ok fiiine, you can drop the honorific, just don't emphasise the kun, it's annoying."
I knew he'd crack.
Tsumigi and I had become quite decent friends in the time we had been at college. It was nice to finally be able to call someone a friend.
Well, other than her, of course.
Naomi, on the other hand, seemed to resent me for what happened. Looking back, I guess I did say some things that probably shouldn't have been said out loud. It wasn't entirely her fault, I understood that.
I still had a ways to go in the art of dealing with women, Akio knew that more than anyone.

The day was drawing near its end, and I decided it was finally time to break the Ice with Naomi. We couldn't keep walking on eggshells around each other.
"Kyo-kun, a few of the guys, and I are going to our clubs. Do you want to come with?"
I cocked my head towards Naomi, who sat in her seat studying.
"Nah, I'll catch up later."
I couldn't just leave Naomi like this. After all, I was the first person who understood what it meant to be lonely all too well.
The wind draped against the curtains, seemingly creating the perfect stage. For my debut.
What was this debut? The debut of a less cynical me.
The golden rays of the sun lit up our classroom; it was almost sort of romantic.
With that, I puffed out my chest. It was time to end this game of charades and lies.
"Hey Naomi, got a second?"
"I have nothing to say to you, Stupidsu."
My eyes crinkled.
"Stupidsu?Pph...Sorry."
Naomi puffed out her cheeks, seeming to cover up her embarrassment.
"Yeah, well, it's the best I could come up with Ok?"
Just then, Naomi's eyes met the floor.
Her chair shifted.
"Guess you're not falling for it anymore, huh?"
I never 'fell' for anything. I couldn't help but stay quiet, as if I'd spoken, I'd fear her tears would've started flowing.
"..."
"Giving me the silent treatment, eh? Looking at how you lashed out, I guess I'm getting... what I deserved."
Naomi's voice dropped, quieter than before.
"So what is she really like?"
I stayed silent...