✧*｡٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و✧*｡;;“Hmmmmm~” Staring off to the distance, the young student hummed in deep thought as she tried to recall her current password. Shocks. Now that she thought about it, she changed it multiple times already in a year- but- “Uhhh~ I think it’s Yuu5everhasmykokor—” "W- Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! HOLD UP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THE FIRST PLACE!? WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO USING MY PASSWORD!? HEY! THIS IS SUSPICIOUS! NO! I WON’T TELL!!”
✿ —— “Calm down. Why must you assume that I have the worst intentions?” Lips formed a sunny smile as she quirked an eyebrow, amused at the other girl’s reaction. “Trust is the foundation of friendship, you know!”
“And I just wanted to look at your phone.” There it was, Natsuki’s precious phone, cupped in both her palms. “Mine is dead.” The sheepish expression that accompanied the statement only proved that she had forgotten to charge it before leaving for school. “You have games, right?" Or maybe all of those had been deleted to make room for Yuu-related things…
✿ —— “I forgot…” Her voice lowered until it was only a fraction louder than a whisper. “Nacchan, what’s your password again? Is it setoguchinatsuki or yuuislove? Or maybe it’s none of those. I know it’s somewhere along those lines, though…”
■■■ - He’s an idiot. A big stupid idiot. First and fore most of all, he called the girl before her by her first name without any permission- !? Talk about being rude!? Secondly, raising his voice and avoiding eye contact out of no where, would give him an upsetting aura, thus obviously make the girl misunderstood the whole situation. She’s apologizing repeatedly for doing absolutely nothing wrong, for heaven’s sake! And lastly, keeping this grumpy and withdrawn attitude would lead this to nowhere. This is a one in a million chances that these two teens would actually start a conversation, but now he’s thinking of running away again!? “…A- Ah. Hey, no- It’s alright.” He waved reassuringly, hoping that she knows she didn’t cause any major trouble at all…Ba-thump. But deep inside the irritation on why he is beginning to feel this sickly feelings makes the boy want to scream and run, but ceased when — [ Maybe we can watch it together. ] “…..!?” W- Wait. What? What!? He covered his face with his hand to hide the blush started to creep across his poor face. Akari Hayasaka - asked him do something — together!? S- Stop all of this already or he’ll just fall for you more, god dammit! As much as he hates to admit it, he was quite relieved, but very disappointed when she withdrawn the offer. “Yeah, we’re definitely not into that…r- right.” Such a lousy lie! He and the others are part of the film club for heaven’s sakes! Also, isn’t he out of the three boys who enjoys that genre? Pfftt- Disgusting liar that will have his pants on fire! “But If you’re free, I don’t mind going ou-" Oh god, what is he planning to do now? Mission abort! mission abort! "….O- Oh, wait. You’re part of the art club, right? Yuu asked me if our club could borrow some paintings from you guys for our next project. Well, if that’s not much trouble.”
✿ —— “Arigatou…” Genuine happiness pulled the corners of her lips up. A hand reached up to scratch her head, a sheepish gesture that undoubtedly wasn’t helping her already messy hair. “I was afraid that you were mad at me… Does that mean I can call you Mochita-kun again?”
“That’s too bad…” A thoughtful look crossed her face. She’d heard many stories from the other girls. Some of them were apparently fond of dragging their boyfriends to watch chick flicks with them. Her thoughts turned to her friends, Natsuki and Miou. She wondered if they would do that to, if they ever got together with Yuu and Haruki. Maybe it would be a double date—nah, a group date. They would feel bad about not including her and Mochita. Wait—did that mean that she would be going out with Mochita? They were the only ones left alone, after all. A blush spread across her cheeks again, but it wasn’t one of embarrassment like the last one. “Eep!” she accidentally released, hands flying up to cover her mouth. She needed to stop wondering so much about love. It gave her such weird thoughts. “Um, gomen,” I seem to be saying that a lot today, “but can you repeat what you just said?" She knew that he had been saying something while her mind was thinking of strange things. Now she had missed it because of the direction her brain was intent on wandering.
"Ah, yes! Eri-sensei usually lets me handle things like that. But I’ll ask her later, just in case. Ninety-nine percent, she’ll say yes.” she remarked, happy for anything that distracted her mind. Her hand slipped in her pocket, closing around the tiny key that led to the art room. As president, she was trusted with it and she brought it everywhere to ensure that it wouldn’t get lost. “I’m actually heading there to prepare for this afternoon’s meeting. Do you want to come with me and look at the paintings?”
Ba-dump. It was calm and steady at first. Ba—dump. Then he heard that carefree laugh — Ba-dump.Ba-dump.Ba-dump.Ba-dump.Ba-dump.Ba-dump.Ba-dump.Ba-dump!?!?!?!?
■■■ - “A- A- Aaaa—Uh- Akari-!?” He strutted and panic is starting to fill the poor boy’s mind. What with everybody and sneaking up on him lately!? And out of all people that has to hear his complaint, it has to be HER. Why now? Why this?! Why must the gods hate him!? ‘Do you like somebody?’ her question continued to repeat in his mind. Oh the sweet irony, for the answer of that question is right in front of him. Too bad he’s still a coward. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. "N- No.No.No.No.No. It’s not that! I- It’s just- I just heard in class about this new drama coming out and- I dunno- I’m not really into the romantic and — Ha. Hahaha.” The discovery though that the female before him interested about love, caught his interest though. Does she like someone? Did someone confess? A love letter? A new student? Numerous questions started to fill his mind. “I…see.” que laughter and scratching the back of his head. ‘Who do you like?’ is the one he wanted to ask but- …no. that’d be just plain obvious and hopeful of him.
✿ —— Oblivious as she was at times, the boy’s surprise did not go past her. Pink embarrassment dusted her face she bowed, eyes shut tight. ”Gomen! Gomen, Mochizuki-kun!“ She wasn’t sure if he would appreciate her using his nickname after what she had just done. Better to be safe. "I didn’t mean to shock you.” Ngggh. How embarrassing. It was only common sense. People were bound to be surprised if you sneaked up behind them.
One eye opened to gauge the other’s reaction. He didn’t seem mad… Eh?! Was he avoiding her eyes? Was the red spreading across his cheeks a result of anger? She really hoped it was okay between them. His real name felt strange on her lips, like it was a word from a foreign language. She didn’t want him to hold a grudge, and she didn’t want to call him that forever. She wanted to call him Mochita-kun again.
“Oh, okay.” She smiled sheepishly at him, both eyes open again. (Her right eye was starting to hurt.) “I’m not into drama, but I think romantic movies are nice. Do you remember the name? Maybe we can watch it together.” Wait, what? She needed to rephrase that, quick! If he misunderstood, it would ruin everything! It wouldn’t do good to have him running away from her, would it? “O-On a second thought, I don’t think you and the other boys will like it, so I’ll save it for a girls only hang out.”
■■■ - “…Sheesh, this ‘love’ stage is a very troublesome thing, if you ask me. I just really hope this is some sort of a phase.”
✿ —— “Why’s that, Mochita-kun? Do you like somebody?” A clueless laugh was heard. “I’ve been wondering about love, too, but I don’t think it’s so troublesome.” In fact, she might actually… want it.
