Discalimer: GA's definitely not mine.
"Natsume-kuuun~ Look what I have done! Is it okay? Or is it too ugly or what?" I showed him the edited picture I've been working on for several hours.
"It's ugly." He said bluntly.
I laughed awkwardly, "You don't have to be so blunt Natsu-kun."
"You should even thank you for being honest with you, right?" He said, not even looking at me once, just kept playing on his laptop.
I sat down beside him and took a deep breathe as past memories came back to me.
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It was in the middle of the year when he started courting me.
"Hi Mikan." He said as he gave me flowers.
"I thought you're not coming?" I asked him as I gave him a questioning look.
He rub his nape. "I want to surprise you", he said shyly.
"Geez, you don't have to." I said as I accepted the flowers he offered me.
To be honest, that was the first time a guy gave me a bouquet of flowers. It was beautiful.
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After a month...
"Do you want to ask me a question Natsume?" I asked shyly as he was about to leave.
"Eh?" He turned his back, shocked by my question.
"Nothing." I've been thinking for hours, if he would ask me...
"Can you be my girl?" He broke my train of thoughts.
"I... Yes." I gave him a bright smile as he returned it sweetly.
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First few months...
"Hey, can you pay for me? Sorry, not enough cash." He said to me as he looked at his wallet.
"It's okay." I smiled as I pay for our food.
"I'll treat you again, soon."
But that soon was months after, that soon that was after a lot of meals I've paid...
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Few months later than the first few months...
"Don't... you think I look good at this dress?" I asked him since I wore a dress for the first time.
"You look like an old lady." He said then laughed.
I laughed with him – but he couldn't sense that my heart was breaking.
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More than half a year has passed...
"Actually, I grade Mikan as an 8/10." He said to his sister, Aoi.
"You're so mean, onii-tan! How could you grade your girlfriend!" Aoi said.
"But now she's a 6. She got fatter." He said, looked at me and laughed as I laughed with him.
Still, he couldn't sense my heart was breaking.
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Almost eight months have passed...
He was driving me back home. It was past 9 in the evening.
"Well, if you'll be a distraction, I won't even think twice to break up with you." He said as we were talking about his Master's degree program.
"I know." I said silently.
"I feel suffocated when you become so clingy." He added.
"I know." I replied.
"Are you okay?"
"Of course!" I smiled at him.
Yet, until now, he didn't even say 'I love you'. I tried to kiss him but he just gave me a peck.
'Does he love me, does he not?' I kept on thinking about that until I arrived at my house.
"Bye." He said.
"Bye, I love you."
"I love you, too." He then gave me a quick peck.
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And now...
"I'll just finish the downloading then we can leave, okay?" I said as I prepared my stuff.
He got a text message.
"Ugh." He complained as he missed firing his opponent.
"Problem?"
"My mom just asked me where I am. They were waiting for the ice cream at home." He said grumpily.
"Oh, sorry." I said as I closed my laptop and placed it in my bag.
"Oh well, what can I do? You were downloading."
'Are you blaming me again? Putting all the blame to me just what you always do?'
I couldn't move yet he still continue on walking away, going in the car.
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Up until now, he couldn't sense my heart was breaking...
