anda walk down the hallway of your school, dressed in a (fav colour) baju and blue jeans. Your (colour) hair had (fav colour) streaks in it and your bangs covered your (eye colour) left eye. anda walk up to your best friend, Deidara.
“Merry Krismas Dei!” anda hand him a present wrapped in green with red ribbon.
Deidara lifted out a black baju with white Penulisan saying ‘Art is a Bang!’
“[Name]! I Cinta it, un!” he launched his arms around anda in a tight hug. “For you!” he hands anda a purple wrapped gift.
Slowly, anda unwrap the paper, expecting… well, expecting a clay explosive. It was from Deidara, after all. anda lift the wrapping away to reveal (fav band)’s new CD and a small Chocolate heart.
“Dei?”
“[Name], I want anda to be the only thing I find in my stok this Christmas.” Deidara grabbed your hands in his, hand-mouths closed.
anda smile, and tear your hands away. Deidara looks down and drops his hands.
“Dei, look up.” anda whisper.
He looks up, and anda hold the mistletoe above the two of you. His eyes widen and look into yours.
“[N-name]?”
“I might have trouble fitting in your stok Deidara.”
His three visible mouths smile and anda Ciuman him.
“Merry Christmas, Dei-chan.”
“And a happy new year.” He smiles, before Ciuman anda again.

Extended Ending:

“Mr. Deidara, miss [name]!” your principle bellows. “The loceng for class rang twenty minit ago, get to class this instant. atau at least break apart for air.”