Sumire clutched a frilly lace covered card and the sky blue homemade scarf that she had spent months making and remaking, all for this one day. The day, when Natsume Hyuuga would (well, hopefully) accept Sumire as his girlfriend. Nevermind that he had dumped every single girl that asked him out before, or that she'd never had a real conversation with him, or even that he was constantly staring at that plain Mikan Sakura girl...it would all change today. Today was the day Natsume would finally realize how perfect Sumire was for him, not that it wasn't obvious enough.

It was Christmas Eve after all, and miracles DO happen on Christmas Eve.

"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sumire cackled to herself, pleased with her perfect plan.

"Today, " Sumire thought with determination, "is when Natsume-kun becomes mine."

"You know, " a voice piped up, "you better give up on him."

Sumire looked around in annoyance, and was not suprised to find out that it was a certain blond mindreader was eavesdropping on her. Again.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was pretty much her best friend, she would have killed him already.

"Oh what do you know? And stop READING MY MIND!" Sumire angrily chucked a stick at Koko's head, who luckily ducked just in time.

"But I do know. After all, I can read Natsume's mind too. " Koko smiled mischievously. "He's one of my favorite minds to read... And guess what? So are you." Sumire glared at him.

"So, who does Natsume-kun like?" Sumire asked, saying a silent prayer and hoping with all her heart that it was herself.

"Mikan Sakura," Koko replied without hesitation.

"He's a bit...conflicted", Koko grinned with amusement as he remembered some of the last arguments Natsume had with himself, "but without a doubt it's her."

Sumire felt her heart sink, but then reminded herself that it was just Koko telling her this, who lied about pretty much everything.

"Whatever." Sumire dismissed his claim with a wave of her hand. "After I give Natsume-kun this gorgeous scarf, he'll be mine. MINE." said Sumire with sparkling eyes of hope. "I'll make him fall in love with me. I know I will."

Koko shook his head, knowing that there was no way he could convince her otherwise. Sumire was always so stupidly stubborn.

So stupidly stubborn that she had been chasing after the same guy for 8 years. So stupidly stubborn that she had fought off countless numbers of fangirls just so she could get a glimpse of "her love". Most of all, so stupidly stubborn that she never realized Koko liked her the entire time.

When the class had gone out for tree decorating, and Sumire snuck out to find Natsume. Finding Natsume sitting on a park bench alone, resting with a manga on his face, she knew it was the perfect opportunity to confess. She went up to the bench and sat on the other side of it, slowly advancing toward Natsume.

"N-Natsume-kun, " Sumire said shyly, fiddling with her fingers and adjusting her skirt. She took a deep breath. It was now or never.

"I LOVE YOU! Pleasegooutwithme!" she blurted out, her heart-filled eyes shining with adoration.

Sumire lowered her head and held out her card and the blue scarf that she knitted, waiting for Natsume's reply. She stayed in that position for a few awkward minutes until Natsume finally bothered to respond.

"Go away", Natsume said, uninterested. He pushed the card and scarf back toward Sumire. "I won't ever like you."

Natsume then got up from the park bench and turned around, his back facing Sumire.

"But I know somebody who might...If you give him a chance."

Sumire just stood there stupidly for a few moments, watching Natsume's extremely attractive back disappear into the distance. For the first time in her life, she felt extremely insignificant. Dejected, she slumped back to the school, fangirl spirit broken.

"So much for a happy Christmas Eve."

Koko walked down the hallway, a piece of half eaten bread stuffed in his mouth. Suddenly, he saw a flash of seaweed green hair down the hallway. Then he heard audible sobbing noises.

"Sumire", Koko thought with pity, realizing she must have just been dumped by Natsume. He sighed, and went after her.

He went to her dorm room and knocked a few times. "Sumire", he called out, "It's Koko."

"Go awayyy", a muffled voice replied, "I don't want to hear it."

Koko sighed, ruffling his hair. "Sumire, I'm not here to tell you that I was right and you weren't."

"Just go away."

"I just want to make sure you're alright."

"Gooo awayyyyy."

"Come on Permy."

"Leaaveeee."

"But I'm your best friend!"

"I DON'T CARE JUST GO AWAY DAMMIT!"

"Okay fine Sumire", Koko said exasperatedly, letting go of the door handle.

"I'll go already!"

He turned around hesitantly and was going to leave when the door suddenly opened and a tearful Sumire grabbed his hand.

"Don't leave."

"How did I end up like this again?"

Koko sat on Sumire's sofa, watching her pig out on ice cream in order to feel better.

"You know", Sumire said with a mouthful of chocolate mint ice cream, "I didn't re mpppfhh ally like Natsume mmmpffhh that much mmfpphh anyway."

"Uh huh," Koko nodded, barely paying attention to Sumire's ranting. But as he glanced at her, he couldn't help noticing that she was, as usual, really really pretty, even with red eyes and messed up hair. Koko's gaze landed on her lips. Ooohhh...

She had really nice lips. Small, delicate looking, and probably reeaaally soft. He watched as spoons of ice cream disappeared through those luscious, red lips.

"-and then, all he did was stare at that Sakura girl, I mean what's so good about her anyways?" Sumire stopped talking for a second and stared at the dazed look on Koko's face. "Um Koko? Heellooooooooo?" She waved her hands in front of his face.

"Are you listening to me?"

"Absolutely not." replied Koko with a grin, leaning in to kiss Sumire.