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Standing Up (AkashixReader, sequel) (Name) and I walked home in silence. Ever since she said those wonderful things about me to her classmates, it's been quiet. I tugged a bit on my collar as I cleared my throat a bit. She looked at me from the corner of her eye, knowing I want to talk to her. "(Name)... Do you really mean those compliments you said about me?" I asked and looked at her questionably. Her cheeks turned a slight pink and she nodded. "Yes, I did mean every word I said..." I stopped and she stopped as well. "So when you said I was nice?" She looked up at me... But not in the eyes. "Well you did help me around school when no one else did." I nodded and put my hand in my shirt pocket, brought out my beloved red scissors, and played around with it with my delicate hands... Out of habit of course. "And you don't mind me with my scissors?" She focused on my scissors this time. "No not at all. It's not like you really did hu