Misaki smiled down at the paper that she was writing on. Many people passed her, whispering "That's Misaki, the miracle rookie!" Still she kept on writing. Hakoto smiled as she looked over Misaki's shoulder. Misaki had been writing a poem to Ohjiro.
I can't believe I fell for you,
You were kind to me, through and through
I must admit you're very handsome,
You helped me a lot, and then some.
You encouraged me, more then once.
To miss your feelings for me, I was a dunce.
You make me feel tall,
(Which I'm not, I'm quite small)
I care for you. You care for me.
Together we'd be very happy!
I hope what I'm saying is getting through,
I really do love with you!
"Misaki! It's your game! You know, the one against Ohjiro!? Come on!" Hakoto exclaimed. Misaki looked up. "Oh!" Her cheeks colored crimson. As she entered into the game site, Ohjiro waved at her. She blushed and waved back, smiling. She rushed over to him. "Hi! Ohjiro, here!" She shoved the paper into his hand. "Thank you." He smiled. He quickly read the poem. Grinning, he leaned forward and kissed her. She blushed. "Thank you, Misaki." He said, gently holding and squeezing her hand. He turned to the announcer. "I forfeit. I don't have the heart to beat her. After all, she is my girlfriend."
Yes, I finally am. Misaki thought and smiled up at Ohjiro.
