Hello! I am Gwennie13797 and this is my first time writing fanfiction...hehehe...I hope you will be able to like this story although it might be a little unstable at first. Thank you for those who stop by and read my story! :D I do not own any of these characters, just to make sure you know!

Chapter 1

Hotaru POV

"Oi Hotaru!" Gin calls out from the school hallway during our passing period and charges toward me.

I slowly turn around with my glasses that are about to fall off and make my eyes look large. I gape at him as all the senpai (mostly the jock and social girls) stare at us, envious of the attention Gin was always giving to me.

"I told you not to call me out loud in the hallway!" I whisper loudly at Gin for about the HUNDREDTH time, who pretends not to hear me. I shrivel at all the deathly stares the girls are giving me while Gin is still ignoring the scene he was causing.

"Guess what! I was chosen to be in charge of the festival that is going to be held in two weeks!" Gin says with the excitement of a five year old, his eyes wide. He gives me a bear hug and jumps up and down like a child.

"Errr…that's great Gin…" I choke out. He was about to kill me from it. Literally.

Sorry, let me introduce myself. My name is Hotaru Takegawa and my best friend (and only friend) is a childish good-looking boy named Gin. We have been friends ever since elementary school when I was…bullied. I don't really want to talk about it but Gin has always been the only person who stood up for me in those kind or situations, which happened frequently in school. Since we are now freshmen in high school, I have always been on the lookout for those senpai who always pick on the weak…

I try to hide my face behind my textbooks and avoid making eye contact with the people around me as Gin describes the people who voted him to be in charge of the festival.

Gin may have not noticed, but as he got older throughout the time we experienced in our three years of middle school, he has caused a bunch of girls to start turning their heads towards him who have never even paid us any attention at all in elementary school or in the hallways during the first couple days of middle school.

I don't know how I feel about him now ever since I began to feel something deep in my chest every time he approached me in middle school, but I definitely do not want these feelings to be exposed or else…