I used to hate him.

Well, to be more accurate , I was annoyed at him. This new boy , with no regard for our class , trying to talk to me , even though I was trying to not exist. Not taking no for an answer.
I was trying to keep the class safe, and he was making it increasingly hard.
And then, once he knew why I wasn't supposed to exist, he was mad, so mad , raging against what he called an injustice.

Stupid boy. What did he know? At that time, I was barely getting over my sister-my twin's death. I wanted to fold into myself, for the world to stop a while so that I could grieve. This non-existent role was the perfect opportunity. I needed it. I craved it.

But he wouldn't let up.

And slowly, slowly , I found myself letting him into my life. Only after the class decided to let me exist again though. Even so, I found myself pissed off at him , and at me for interacting with him. I didn't need saving! I wasn't a vulnerable, shy girl who'd never had friends, who needed a smiley brown eyed knight in shining armour to save her from a tall locked tower. I was fine! Just grieving.

But he wouldn't let up.

And as I saw him more often, heard his voice more often, watched him smile , laugh , talk , I started to appreciate him . He had a big heart, really. Not the type that sought to rescue every single hopeless case, but a big heart all the same. One that for some reason saw me and decided that I was worth befriending. It was nice, that. Being treated like I was the only thing in the world that mattered, having someone prepared to protect me unconditionally. It was nice.

So in return, I opened up to him. Gradually. I never was one to spill my guts all at once. And he wasn't turned away. He wasn't repulsed. He would never let up. And it was only when I began to heal in his presence that I realised that I had been hurting , more than I realised , and I did need saving. So I let him become my smiley brown eyed knight in shining armour. My hero. And while he wasn't Misaki, and he wasn't the friends I used to have , he was precious to me all the same.

We're still friends now, all these years later. More than friends , even. I definitely don't hate him now.
Infact , I love him.