Note: I DO NOT OWN CHARACTERS AT ALL… OR ANIME WHAT-SO-EVER…
It was an impossible one-sided love. I knew that but I still kept a small fire of hope that he would look at me as a woman he loved; not his cousin. I loved him more than anything but it was impossible. I watched him as he went out girls that were better than me. So I watched him and I consoled myself by liking myself but through the entire confusion one thing was still clear to me; I still had feelings for him. When we first met, neither of us knew we were cousins. I harbored a crush on him but I hated him as well. He picked on me and made sure he made my life a living hell. So I hated him and denied any feelings I felt for him. Later on when we did find out we were cousins; we had forgotten each other completely. Then we started picking on each other and I noticed a lot of things about him I haven't before. He was becoming more mature and turning into a man. A man I started liking and respecting. He was my cousin though! So I pushed all the thoughts out of my head. I would get sick and overwhelmed with sadness every time I saw him kiss or publically become intimate with his current girlfriends.
So when I entered High school I tried forgetting; making note that this is high school new people, new clubs, new school life but fate is cruel…very cruel. The last period of the day; he had to be in class with me. Mind you, we haven't been in each other's presence in two years and I was getting comfortable. Until, he had to be in my English class. He would make fun of me, be nice to me, force me into his study groups or make me his partner projects and I didn't have the heart to say no. I was happy for a couple of weeks until he started bragging to his friends how he lost his virginity to his current girlfriend and he loved doing it with her. It bugged me to no end. I felt so mad but it wasn't my place to be like that so I did what my mother told me once, 'Forgive and forget'. True, I had no reason to forgive him…I mean he wasn't my boyfriend or anything like that. So, I eventually forgot about it until…he started being a little pervert to me but for some reason I didn't mind. Than one day, I guess he was having a bad day because when I went to talk to him, he snapped and called me a whore and then I slapped him. It stung my hand but I ignored it and glared at him. He gave me glare back filled with hate. I couldn't handle looking into his eyes so I turned away while he called me horrible names. My heart ached and I poured all the feelings I had for him through my tears. I never cried that much until he said those heart wrenching things to me.
We stopped talking altogether. I watch him glare at me and I helplessly walked over to me and told him in a firm but sincerely tone that I was sorry for wasting his time and mine. He looked at me confused and I replied forget about everything sorry cousin. I walked away from him and even until today I can't take my eyes off him. I am no doubt, In love with my cousin.