Author's Words: Kotarou's POV. Misha+Kotarou fic according to its MANGA.


Misha san...

Kotarou rubbed his left bum and blinked his heavy eyelids at his surroundings. He yawned and stretched his arms. He stood up reluctantly and took up his blanket. He must have fell off from his bed. He tidied up his bed, and a familiar voice ringed at his hears, once again.

" Kotarou kun!"

Kotarou froze as Misha's smiling face appeared in his memories. Memories of her sweet and bubbly voice, her smooth long hair, her cheerful and innocent smile, her lively shimmering eyes, her cute and irresistible character, suddenly came rushing back to him.

Kotarou shut his eyes and bit his lips.

There was no turning back. He had made his choice, and it was the only and right choice.

" Kotarou kun, are you happy?"

Kotarou smiled. That's right. Misha san would not want to see him sad. He shouldn't be sad of this matter. He should live happily- like how Misha san would like. He opened his golden-cat eyes and looked at the clock.

GOSH! HE'S SO GOING TO BE LATE!

Kotarou zoomed into the bathroom. How could he neglect the fact that he still has got school today? It's only the second week in High School! He wouldn't want to get a bad impression from the teachers, would he?

It's been a few weeks, almost two months, ever since Misha san had leave them. It was a painful decision, but it was the best for them. Yes, Kotarou didn't want to leave Misha san- but he didn't want to end up like Kotaroh as well.

He had to lose his ability to see or communicate with angels and spirits

It was painful, but if that's the only way to let Misha san become a full-fledged angel, he'll do anything. He loved Misha san just too much.

Even though Misha san had left him for quite some time, his feelings for her still haven't fade away. And he was pretty sure that Misha san still loved him too.

Sometimes, when he's all alone and felt lonely, he could almost feel a familiar presence around him.

He knew it was Misha san.

He didn't need to speak. He knew it was her, and he could smile, just as she wanted him to.

Kotarou grabbed his bag and rushed to the dining table. He hadn't combed his hair, he hadn't put on his tie, and he was gulping down his glass of orange juice.

" Ohayou, Kotarou. You're a bit late today." Kotarou's dad came out from the kitchen with the most fatherly smile he could give his son.

" Ohayou, Otousan. Yeah, I stayed up till pretty late last night. Had to rush on some homework." Kotarou gasped for breath when he almost choked on a hotdog.

" Woah, slow down! I see that your homework has piled up ever since you've entered High School, haven't it?" Kotarou's dad asked as he refilled his son's glass of orange juice.

" Um," Kotarou nodded his head and took a big mouthful of juice. " It can't be help, it's High School." He ended and finished his glass of juice. He rushed to the mirror and started putting on his tie. " Otousan, it's kind of late now. Are you not going to work?" Kotarou finished dealing with his tie and went to his room to grab his comb.

Kotarou's dad took his socks and shoes and started putting them on. " Yeah, I'm going now." He replied, and took the keys, and started opening the door. " Jyaa, itteki-"

Kotarou kun!

" Otousan!" Kotarou cried as he head shot out of his room. " Would you like to wait for me so we can set off together? I'm almost done." Kotarou asked, almost timidly.

His dad froze, but gave him a smile. " Sure."

Kotarou grinned and rushed. He combed his hair and smiled at his own reflection. He felt good.

Misha san's voice in him had made him do things he wouldn't have done, and he was thankful for that.

Kotarou rushed to the door, his dad waiting for him outside, and turned around. He smiled at his mother's picture.

" Ittekimasu, Okasan."

With that, he left the house to school.


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