■■■ - 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 And lastly, keeping this grumpy and withdrawn attitude would lead this to nowhere.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 As much as he hates to admit it, he was quite relieved, but very disappointed when she withdrawn the offer.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?”