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miki
SF-A2 Miki was a very quiet girl, sixteen, not many friends.
She was shunned for that weird name of hers, by girls because of her quiet front around others, supposedly the 'shy act' she puts up, not acknowledged to by males.
Just, simply and blissfully alone.
But then there was him.
Tall, stoic and quiet. Like her.
But he was apparently so interesting with that cool family name and his silence was so mysterious.
Huh.
And Miki hated him with a burning passion that melted the thick snow upon her heart.
Why is he so loved? What's so good about him? Why is he the one to be basked in all this attention when they are both the same?
Why is she so, so alone?
And there he was, just walking with that stupidly, emotionless face followed by a crowd of chattering girls and next to classmates with their arms around his shoulders.
A few people started leaving at the sight of an ahoge-bearing girl who was looking at the midterm scores on the announcement board.
But he kept walking forward.
yuuma
The pink-haired boy slipped past the small crowd of people to catch a glimpse of his name on the board, his shoulder bumping into another a bit more brutally than the others.
He blinked, seeing that his chest was now pressed up against a girl's shoulder, a girl that refused to look at him.
What. Was this.
Fine, he knew he wasn't some hotshot, but having the female species constantly pestering him was causing him to adapt to the change, he was grateful for her reaction, but confused.
The girl finally looked over at him.
"S-sorry." he murmured ever so softly.
The girl's eyes widened slightly, probably at the faint tint of pink on his cheek.
miki
Cherries. He smelt so faintly of that delicious fruit. Like barely ripe cherries dipped in rain water. A fresh, crisp smell.
So this was the famous 'Yuuma-kun' up close huh, he looked somewhat different, she had never seen him much before, so he never really paid attention.
But his eyes, sharp and stalk-green like a cherry's stem along with coral-coloured hair that also had a lingering berry, fruity fragrance. His skin was almost clearer than her's, a fant dusting of light freckles on the side of his nose and ugh, his eyes.
So goddamn green framed with cherry-coloured, long eyelashes.
And she never thought the day would come where she'd become like those stupidly shallow girls, so unknowingly falling in love with him