A/n: I just felt like writing a fluffy poem, Enjoy!
Denial
Let's get one thing straight.
I, Yukari Yuzuki am not in love.
Especially with that pink haired idiot.
Yuma, I freaking hate you.
Unlike IA, I do not believe in "true love"
It is simply illogical.
Besides pink and purple clash.
I hate about everthing about that guy.
Those gold eyes that taunt me and tease me.
That stupid pink hair that smells like watermelon shampoo.
Not like I notice.
Those lips that curve into a smug smirk.
I kinda want to see what they taste liike.
You know, just for research purposes.
I hate when he calls me "bunny girl."
I am not a rabbit!
The worst is when he calls me "cute."
Is he trying to get me mad?
Everyone says I'm blushing.
My face gets red when I'm mad, okay?!
Stop trying to get me to sing Magnet with you.
It's never going to happen.
Ever.
This isn't one of those fluffy shojo animes.
I'm not going to throw myself at you.
Like one of those "moe" girls.
I don't care if you're hot.
Oh crap , did I say that out loud?
Just pretend you didn't hear that.
Don't call me a tsundre!
I am not a tsundre!
I really don't care if you flirt with Space Cadet.
I mean, SeeU.
Not at all.
She's very pretty, isn't she?
Yes, very pretty...
So my point is I am not in love with Yuma.
I don't care what IA or Rin says.
What does Rin know?
She's just a silly little girl with an orange fetish.
I am not in love.
Well, maybe just a little...