Prologue Tsumi's POV

I slowly approached the red head leaning against one of the columns. His expression was board, and I knew he would leave soon if I didn't hurry. But I couldn't help but take a moment to watch him. He had his hands in his pockets but not stuffed in them, and as I watched he took his right hand and ran it through his hair.

'Yep, that's definitely Karou.' I stepped out from behind the column I was tucked behind and walked over to him. He looked up at my slowly and I smiled at him.

"Hi Karou." I awkwardly played with a strand of hair. "I, uh, wanted to tell you something..."

"Actually, I'm Hikaru. You put your letter into the wrong box."

I narrowed my eyes. I definitely had not put it in the wrong box and he was definitely Karou. "Karou, why are you lying?"

"I told you I'm Hikaru, besides Karou likes someone else. But I think your cute, maybe you'd consider going out with me instead."

I felt a spark of anger in my chest and I felt tears well up in my eyes. "Karou, why are you doing this?"

He made a noise, I couldn't tell if it was annoyance or pain. "For the last time I'm Hikaru."

"I'm not stupid you know." He went silent and stared at me, noticing the angry tears that were beginning to slide down my cheeks. "I can tell you two apart. I mean your two different people, not one!" I snapped, the tears bursting forward harshly

"I..." I cut him off

"If you want to play your sick games then fine! Have fun! I don't care you... You... Jerk!"

I took the letter I had tucked in my pocket, the letter with my confession in it out, and began ripping it apart. When I seemed satisfied that he'd never be able to read it i threw it at him. The small pieces of paper fell around us like snow.

"Tsumi, I-"

I didn't listen to what he said, I just turned on my heel and marched off, leaving him speechless.

'I'm glad I never have to see that jerk again!'

Karou's POV

I watched as Tsumi-chan walked away from me, tears still flowing down her cheeks. I feel something land on my cheek and find its a piece of paper. 'It must be from that letter she ripped up.' It looks like it has my name on it. 'Was this for me?'

Hikaru comes out of his hiding place. "Geeze, what was that about." He snickered, "I've never seen a girl react like that before."

"Hikaru, I think we need to apologize to her."

He looked at me like I was crazy. "Why? It's not like she's been anything but selfish about us."

I shook my head. "No, she knew it was me. She said she could tell us apart."

"Hmm. Well she's gone now."

"I should go find her." I mutter, staring at the hundreds of pieces of paper that now littered the ground.

"It's probably too late, she's probably gone home for the day, you can talk to her tomorrow." He began to walk away, motioning for me to follow "come on, we're going to be late for class."

The next day I searched for Tsumi but I couldn't find her. I assumed I would see her in class since we had it together but when I got there her desk was empty. I talked to the teacher.

"Um excuse me sir, is Tsumi here today?"

"Tsumetai Hamori? She isn't going to this school anymore."

"What? but I saw her yesterday." I blurted

He gave me a pointed look "yes, yesterday was her last day mister Hitachiin."

"Where did she go?"

"I believe that miss Hamori has moved with her family to America. Now I suggest you sit down because class is going to begin."

I nodded and sat down in my desk. I had so many emotions swirling inside me, confusion, anger, and most of all shame. I had made her cry, and she was only trying to confess to me. She had gotten up to courage because she knew she wouldn't have another chance and I destroyed it.

That second I swore that if I ever saw that girl again I would apologize. I would do anything to make her forgive me.