Kono Bijutsubu ni wa Mondai ga Aru!

Yay! Cus I love this manga I have decided to write a two-shot! It's still ongoing but I decided to get ahead of myself and write something cute [hopefully it is] between Uchimaki-kun and Usami-san! There's only one fic out there so I'm gonna add another one! :D

Disclaimer: Credits to Imigi Muru. I don't own Konobi.

Another problem at the Art Club

- Misconception -

Mizuki stomped her way into the Art club room, canvases by her arm and a bunch of art materials on the other. "Uchimaki-kun!"

She was expecting to see him by his easel, painting another one of his two-dimensional brides, but instead she was greeted by the loud snores of the president.

"President! Where is Uchimaki-kun?!" She shook the sleeping third-year, who was immediately woken from his deep slumber.

"Nonoka, you're so hot- Oh," the drooling president opened his eyes, realising that he was only dreaming and that right in front of him was Usami Mizuki, and not the Nonoka who would constantly haunt his dreams every time he fell asleep.

"Nani?! You old perv! Thinking about Nonoka-senpai that way!"

The male scoffed. "Hmmph. Says the one looking for Uchi-"

She punched his shoulder, albeit lightly. "Shut up! Where is he?!"

He stood up and smirked. "Watching anime with Imari-san, of course."

Sadness and jealousy took over her raging expression; she was drowning with the thought that the boy she liked the most was with someone who he shared a lot of similarities with. "W-With Imari-chan? H-He said t-that we-we'll-"

"Hah! Someone's jealous!"

"I-I am not! He just said that we'd paint together!"

"Hmm. He's probably still in his classroom. It's Tuesday so he might be having classroom duty. I don't know about Imari-san but he's probably there."

"F-Fine! But I am not jealous!"

The incensed girl walked out of the room and ran to class 2-5*. She was about to slide the door open when she heard familiar giggles coming from the room.

"Hmm, that was fun Uchimaki-kun," a voice that she identified as Imari Maria's said.

A very well-known voice laughed. "Yeah! I did not make a mistake asking you to do it with me!"

Mizuki's eyes widened. 'Just what exactly are these people talking about?!'

Usami Mizuki was by no means a pervert, yet being surrounded by a horde of students who have seen the outside world earlier than they should've had contributed to the destruction of her innocence, and thinking about the worst was certainly something that deemed inevitable.

"Hmm, we should probably go now. She might suspect that we're doing this."

"Why will she even come up with that? Of course she won't know that I asked you to do it with me. But yeah, you're right. It'll be really bad if Usami-san found out."

The short-haired girl who was eavesdropping couldn't bear to listen any longer, and so ran back to where she came from teary-eyed, not realising that she had dropped one of her brushes by their classroom door.

'How dare they keep secrets from me?!'

If only she had stayed a little longer, then everything would've made sense.

Writer-chan's blabbering: *I don't know if he's in class 2-5 but I think he was from 1-5 before. Haha wait to see what happens next! Hope you liked it. Ja ne!~