Chiba Mamoru had always hated chocolate.
There was something about the sugary item that always struck him the wrong way. He was not a fan of anything sweet actually, but chocolate had always been the worse.
"Mamoru-baka?" Said baka turns from his seat at the counter to look at a certain girl whom he referred to as Odango-atama.
"Yes?"
"Here." With that Usagi thrust at him a plastic Ziploc bag. "We made these in home economics and we are supposed to give them to someone who is important to us, and well, here."
Mamoru looked down at the chocolate molded in a sloppy looking heart shape and then back at the girl leaving that gave it to him. And while he watched that Odango-atama walk out of the arcade and meet up with her friends he couldn't help but thinking,
Maybe Chiba Mamoru didn't hate chocolate after all.
