Seiji's POV

It's been a few months since Midori has been back to her original body, I'm currently walking towards her school to meet up with her. I happily sighed as I thought of the days till now. Everything has been going great ever since we confessed to one another. I got a myself a cute girlfriend, I'm passing all my tests, thanks to midori, and I'm not getting in any everything is...WHAT. THE. HELL! Who is this punk who is flirting with Midori?! WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS I angrily thought as I marched towards them. I saw that scumbag slowly wrapping his tainted hands around her. OH. HELL. NO.

"Don't touch her!" I bit out as I tightly grabbed his wrist and flung it away from her.

"Who are you?!" he asked as he rubbed his wrist trying to soothe the pain away. Ha! As if that would to anything what an idiot. I slightly scoffed.

"Me?! I'm her boyfriend!" I answered full of spite. Who does this guy think he is?! Touching Midori like that, he's lucky he didn't scare her! Because if He did there'll be hell to pay! I looked back to a confused Midori, I sighed.

"Let's go." I said as I gently wrapped my hand against her's and dragged her away from that prick. I didn't want to destroy my new record for not starting a fist fight and I certainly wouldn't waste it on him!

"Umm..Seiji are you alright?" she quietly asked after some time of aimlessly walking.

I sighed trying to ease up the pent up anger from before. So I wouldn't scare her, because she certainly doesn't deserve it

"Yeah." I'm just mad that he touched you is all, I bitterly thought to myself.

"You don't have to worry I love you seiji "she said with her, adorable, happy-go-lucky voice that always makes me blush. She always answers like she can read my mind, I chuckles at that thought.

"Uhh, yeah." I faked a cough as I felt my cheeks heat up. My eyes wandering around to avoid her gaze.

"Oh yeah! I almost forgot..."she said as she rummaged through her school bag looking for what ever she was going to give me. I gently smiled, Midori is always so thoughtful and kind. I snapped out of my thoughts when I saw her grip an object and slowly inhaled. I'm guessing to gather up courage, I smiled again. When she was ready she shoved in my arms a...green scarf.

"Wow, thanks Midori! " I honestly answered. Midori always puts her all into everything. That's just like her.

"Do...do you like it? "she asked as she faced the floor, constantly looking between the ground and I.

"Yeah!" I answered as I smiled tenderly. If this was like before, I wouldn't have accepted her gift and thought nonsense of it. But we aren't in the past, I figured out my feeling for her.

"Really!" she responded back. Her eyes shining with happiness and her cheeks red.

"Yeah its nice and I always wanted a handmade scarf" I mumbled as I placed it on my neck and looked away with embarrassment.

"A-Anyway let's hurry don't you want some ice cream?" I said as I changed the subject. Needing a distraction from my burning face.

"YEAH! Can I get chocobanana?! Can I?!" she questioned with excitement as her eyes twinkled.

"Sure, but let's go now before the ice cream man runs out." I teased, knowing that would speed her up.

"Oh no! let's go seiji quick! Before they run out of Chocobanana!" Midori said as she tightly grabbed my arm and practically dragged me down the street.

"W-wait! Slow down Midori!"

Yup, everything is going great. I got everything I ever wanted and wished for. And it's all thanks to that fateful day when a peculiar girl showed up as my right arm.

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Damn, that's one hell of a 'how did you two meet' type of story. Well, whatever It's my precious story that no one will take away.

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