Welcome to an alternate universe that popped into my mind after watching the series for the 100th time!
It was a great challenge to write in a funny way and most of all in a guy's point of view :) I've been laughing hard while writing this, and I believe so will you that's why I share it!
I do not own Lovely Complex!
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Hey everyone!
My name is Otani Atsushi and, I don't really know why I have to mention this, but I'm 1,56 m tall. Or should better say short… And yeah, it's Otani (meaning big valley) not Kotani (meaning little valley)! That's really an old joke, so don't even begin to laugh.
Whatever, this is my story…
Today is the first day of my high school years.
Like every morning, my alarm clock rang pulling me in the most horrible way out of dreamland where, once more, I was 1,80 m tall and the most popular guy in the university. Yeah, in my dream I was tall and a higher-level student, believe it or not!
I practically threw the alarm clock on the wall hearing a shout from the opposite room.
"DAMMIT, A-CHAN!"
That high-pitched, hyena-like voice was my sister. Who, by the way is like 1, sixty-something m tall!
God was too cruel to me! Sometimes I try to think that just everybody else is tall, while I am normal… but it never helps, believe me…
I hardly got out of bed and took a moment to open my eyes by watching out the window at the sunrise. I had missed it for only some minutes.
Watching this kind of magic every morning helps me forget all those idiotic thoughts linger in my mind. I mean, why bother! I'm here, and I'm healthy, I've got a family and hell, I'm now entering high school!
I can't wait to leave middle school. I want to meet new people, and hopefully ones that are not so sadistic against short people!
I remember in the graduation ceremony I was praying out loud for a meteorite to fall and … well, it gets too bloody later on, so I'll keep it for another time!
I just hope Nakao will be there also. He's my best friend by the way. A good guy, who never ever said anything to me about my height. He's weird, but still great!
"A-chan! Are you up already?" now, this was my mum.
And time ticks by as I mutter to myself, so I better get going.
Mum had already prepared breakfast and she had opened the big window in the kitchen so that the golden morning light could flood the room. My sister was there as well, eating her second bowl of rise.
"Good morning, dear!" mum greeted with her beaming grin. That means she would be rather cheerful for the rest of the day as well. That was good to see happy people around me, since I was feeling my stomach break in cramps thinking of my first day in high school.
"Nervous are you?"
I looked up at my sister who was now sipping pleasantly her tea. Her short brown hair was looking terrible today.
"What on earth did you do with your hair, Onee-chan?"
She smiled at me stupidly.
"That thing is called gel, my dear little brother!" she teased.
"I know what it is, but… were you even looking at the mirror when you put it on?" I hissed, too satisfied with myself. I'm always ready to shoot back, I tell you that! You see; years of practice! People always laugh at me for being short, but it's always the same. If you find the one thing that causes the other complexes, then you've won the game, as long as you stay sane of course.
And now, my dear sister was staring at me with an irritated frown with her hair like a rooster.
"You little piece of-!"
"Now, now! It's so early in the morning and you're already quarrelling? Keep it for later, will you?" my mum calmed the spirits down, by just using her melodic voice. I bet she can calm down countries at war with this voice.
You don't want to hear her shout, believe me!
"Will classes start today already?" she asked as she sat next to us on her usual futon.
"I don't think so. I guess it's just going to be the ceremony for the first years, and perhaps the sorting for classes." I said simply staring at the table.
I'm 100 percent sure they're going to laugh at me. A short guy in a world ruled by tall ones. And for one more time I'll be standing in the front row… dammit!
It was seven thirty when I left home, wearing my formal uniform for the ceremonies. I hated ties, and the jacket made me look even smaller…
By now you'll be like; is he really that aware of his height? Is he really so not-confident?
Honestly…?
There's only one thing that makes me forget about this annoying-height-issue; basketball!
I began playing about two years ago. My sister's friends often came by and went to play in the park. They used to take me with them, so I immediately became a maniac. With the cash I was saving I bought my own ball and later on my birthday I got my first real basketball shoes.
So, I was playing at the park with my sister's friends. At first they were totally making fun of me, but I beat them each time, so I became the star of their little team.
Hideki and Daichi… I haven't seen them for a long time now… They were my first idols. I always dreamed of becoming tall like them and participate in the local professional basketball team. Thanks to them I tried out the basketball club in middle school, and I got accepted! I was like flying in heavens…
Wait… where on earth am I heading?
I've been daydreaming, so I turned in the wrong way…
Well, here is the park! *points at the park with a small basketball court and a playground on the side*
Pop, pop, pop…
Someone is playing basketball so early in the morning?
I walked to the park, between cherry trees that were close to blossoming, and I checked the court which was surrounded by walls of net.
There was one tall figure playing.
I walked closer, too curious to see who that was. The park was near to my house and I knew almost everyone who came here to play. But this guy, I've never seen him before…
He's moving really good!
I caught myself smiling like an idiot admiring the guy, the way he turned around himself and hit the ball between his legs. As he ran towards the basket he was holding the ball so elegantly yet in a hard way, like the ball was a living part of his body. He jumped high, touching the basket ring with the tip of his fingers as the ball fell gently through the net with this distinguishing flup-sound.
For some weird reason I was staring at the tall guy like someone had cast a spell on me or something. But… I've never seen anyone play like this before… hell, I don't play like this! And I know I'm good!
Yeah, I'm confident!*shows a fist at us with a wide sparkling grin!*
The guy seemed to have realized what time it is, as he quickly glanced at his watch and grabbed his ball and his bag from the ground and came running towards me.
I went closer to the opening to ask him to come and play with me and my friends sometime. He was really good. I could learn a lot from him…
But then… he did something with his hair and it fell loosely on his shoulders. It was long, red, too shiny and then I felt my heart stop beating…
Something's wrong, something's d-d-definitely wrong here…
He's a girl?????
No way…
But… he was playing- argh, she was playing basketball!
She was now really closing by, and I just stood there frozen, my heart now drumming so loudly I feared the whole neighbourhood would hear it. And she looked at me…
Well… have you ever felt like you're the only one in a room and everyone is staring at you and you try your best to look super-cool, but instead you make yourself even more ridiculous?
Let's say, this glance of hers felt just like that only multiplied with 10 000 000 000 000… should I go on…?
Oh man…
That can't be happening! She passed by me with the speed of sound and I felt her scent, and I even heard her panting.
Something is definitely wrong now!
It's so early in the morning, it's my first day in high school and… I'm already in love…!
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