Second chapterrrr this is mainly Momo and Ayano's P.O.V with a bit of Shintarou at the end ww

"Different", or so to speak, pairings are introduced here?

Um yeah, I hope you enjoy! u v u


"I'll see you soon," Shintarou smiled at Ayano, before leaving her at her workplace. Ayano watched Shintarou walk off into the distance, where the hospital awaited him. I wonder how it's like working over there... Ayano thought, walking through the gates, and into the building- which was an elementary school and a kindergarten. When she had first came, she had immediately signed up for the kindergarten sector, feeling that much younger children were her comfort zone.

She really loved this job, of being a kindergarten teacher. She loved children, and she loved seeing the smiles on their faces, and hearing their childish laughter ring through the classrooms and the field. "Good morning everyone!" Ayano exclaimed, bowing down immediately as she stood in between the doorway of the staff room.

"Good morning Tateyama-san!" "Good morning Ayano-chan!" several of the other teachers and caretakers greeted back.

"Looking excited and happy as ever, Ayano-chan," one of the older teachers said with a smile, patting Ayano on the shoulder. "You always bring joy to this place,"

"No way, I think everyone brings joy in their own way," Ayano replied sheepishly, blushing slightly at the compliment. She began to head over to her desk, shrugging off her jacket, and hanging her bag on the chair. She eyed the red muffler folded up in her bag, and took it out, wrapping it around her neck, making warm and snug.

One of Ayano's friends and co-worker, Erika, walked up to Ayano's desk, smiling widely. Her flamboyant and multicolored nails tapped against the hard desk surface, alerting Ayano of her presence. "Ayano-chan, you know, we're going to have a new teacher here! Or more like, that teacher is already here, speaking with the principle in the office, over there," Erika whispered, pointing towards the center of the staff room, where Ayano could vaguely make out the principle talking to someone, a guy, with somewhat short black hair inside the office.

"Did you see him? Like his face?"

"Yep," Erika grinned. "He's pretty young, perhaps 24 years old or something, like the age of Kisaragi Momo. Pretty good looking too- reminds me of one of my favorite actors. Nice, young, fresh face." Erika closed her eyes dreamily, making Ayano laugh. "Speaking of which Ayano-chan, you never really got a co-tutor right?"

"True," Ayano said, resting her cheek on her hand.

"What if the newbie's going to be your co-tutor?"

Ayano opened her mouth to reply back, but was cut off by the principle's somewhat loud yell, "Tateyama-san! Please come here!" and without a protest, Ayano quietly walked over to the office, and closed the door slowly behind her. She looked up to see the principle's smiling face, staring at the guy in front of Ayano, then back at Ayano. "Tateyama-san, this lad here is going to be your new co-tutor," I swear, Erika and predicting skills.

The guy in front of her turned around, revealing a bright smiling face, his brown eyes sparkling with excitement. "Nice to meet you, I'm Seto Kousuke! I hope we can get along well," he said happily, bowing down.

Ayano went silent for a while, staring wide eyed at her new co-worker, before quickly bowing down, "I-I'm Tateyama Ayano, nice to meet you too! I wish for the same as well," and she saw Seto stiffen in front of her. When they had both, in sync, looked back up at each other, a wave of recognition went through Ayano. "Well, um, I guess... I should show him around before the kids come, right?" The principle nodded, and gestured at Ayano to open the door.

Have I seen him somewhere? Ayano thought to herself. "W-Well, um, I guess we'll start going around the building now!" and Seto nodded at her exclamation, following her out of the staff room, and into the silent corridors, with colorful decorations stuck up on the classroom windows, and a hiragana chart pasted here and there on the walls. "So this is the main corridor, for the younger kids, the section we'll be mainly working at,"

Seto glanced around with smile, tilting his head slightly as if to ask Ayano to go on. And so for the next 10 minutes, they wandered around several classrooms, visited the cafeteria, the playground, and then to the classroom they would be at. Ayano decided that they'd best stay here, so when the kids came, they wouldn't have to walk from the staff room back there. "So... Seto-kun- wait, is it okay if I call you that?"

"Sure! It's fine by me- can I call you Ayano-san then?"

"Yep," Ayano said, noting that Seto tended to talk with a slur. "Did you work anywhere else before here?"

"Yeah, I worked as a florist, took a part-time job in a bookstore- hmm... I also worked at a pet shop! But I think there was more, I am pretty sure I worked as a shopkeeper in a few shops too," Seto said, counting the number of jobs he had with his fingers. Ayano's eyes widened at the amount of jobs he had listed. "I took most of them when I had moved out from my foster family,"

"Foster family?"

"I'm... um, adopted."

"I-I'm sorry to..." Ayano trailed off from her sentence, unsure whether it'd be right to say that under these circumstances. "So right now, you're living alone?"

"Nope," Seto said, before turning red, partially covering his face in shyness. His eyes flickered from Ayano to outside the windows. "I-I moved in with my girlfriend," Ayano's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, and a smile immediately began to creep on to her face. She let out a little giggle, causing Seto to look away even more, and turn redder. "She runs a cafe with her older sister or something- I think it's pretty popular..."

"Really~" well it's no doubt that someone this friendly and good looking would get a girlfriend! Ayano grinned. I wonder how his girlfriend looks like- no doubt she'd be as lovely as him.

"Maybe if you'd like, we could go there after this place?" Seto offered with a wide smile, though his cheeks remained a bright shade of pink. "You seem very interested and curious as to who I'm going out with, even though we've just met,"

Did he know what I was thinking about? "You took the words right out of my head," Ayano laughed, and at the back of her head, she saw a young boy wearing a white hoodie, with black hair like Seto, and on the boy's blurred face, Ayano could vaguely see a pair of eyes that constantly flickered from brown to red. She could hear someone call to her "Ayano onee-chan!" at the back of her head. For some reason, that image made her heart ache, and made her want to smile warmly and hug the boy in the image."It's weird for me to say this, but even though we've just met, I have a feeling we're going to be close friends. And that I'm pretty sure I can trust you, no matter what."

Seto grinned, "Funnily enough, same here. Ayano-san."


"Aahhhhh he wrote another article here! And he even got an interview! Why didn't I know!?" Momo shrieked, holding up an open magazine to her face, staring straight at a photo of a blonde guy with cat-like eyes. It was a photo of one of her favorite journalists- though he mainly wrote for magazines, and had provided them hilarious, intriguing interviews of actors, actresses, composers, models and many more. He had become popular ever since his debut as a journalist, Momo recalled. "I-I really want to buy this..." she whimpered.

Momo was mainly in the bookstore as part of her work, which was to explore popular hangouts in the city (but oddly enough, when the car dropped her here, her crew wasn't here as she had expected). The bookstore was gigantic, and seemed to have almost every book in the country, every magazine, a large section dedicated to DVDs, and even had a handful of international books as well. Nii-san would like a place like this, I wonder if he had discovered this bookstore yet?

"Hey, hey, isn't that Kisaragi Momo?" someone whispered- or at least attempted to, as Momo had clearly heard it. Soon, more of the same questions began to arise, and squeals began to add up to the noise being created in the bookstore. Ah, what did I do!? Momo screamed mentally, quickly taking the magazine with her, as she went to explore another section of the giant bookstore that would hopefully be quieter.

Keep my head down, don't attract attention...! And Momo began to pick up her walking pace, but then immediately came to a halt when she had managed to bump into someone, and knock over all the books that they were carrying. "I'm really, really sorry! Let me help you!" Momo exclaimed whilst quickly tucking the magazine under her arm, hastily picking up all the books that were dropped. She saw some familiar titles, like "Confessions", and "Koizora", some interesting titles like "The Story of the Macaron Loving Girl Who Lived a Thousand Years Somehow" and "The Missing Children". Other than some novels, there were also a bunch of reference books, for Art and Design, Economics, and Medicine. Some manga, and interestingly enough, one or two international books.

"Thank you for helping me," a low, boyish voice said to her.

Momo smiled, though she wasn't sure that the guy in front of her could see it, as her head was still kept down. "No it's nothing... I mean I should help you, since..." Momo trailed mid way sentence, as she moved to reach for the last book on the floor. Instinctively, the guy had also moved to grab it, and their hands had briefly brushed against each other. "O-Oh, sorry, um," She turned to finally look up at her victim of her antics, and found herself staring widely for a while.

The youth in front of her was quite handsome, with messy, chocolate brown hair, and eyes that were also staring widely at her. He looked around 4, 5 or 6 years younger than her, probably in his first year of university. Momo's heart pounded unusually- was this because she found him good looking or was it because she had actually seen him somewhere before?

A faded image of a younger boy with a blurred face, dark brown hair, and a cheeky smile appeared in Momo's mind. Who was that? "Here, um, the books that you dropped," she said, her hands outstretched to him with a large amount of books.

The guy continued to stare at her, then suddenly broke away when he gazed down at her hands. "Oh, thanks." And as soon as Momo had returned the books, she immediately got up, bowed down, and ran off to the cashier.

"Hibiya, what's taking you so long?" A long, black haired girl appeared from behind a bookshelf, staring impatiently at Hibiya, who still remained on his knees on the floor, holding the books that a lady had helped him pick up. "Hibiya?"

"Oh, uh, I dropped some books and... uh, a lady helped me," Hibiya finally said, looking at the cashier, watching the mysterious pretty lady fumble around for her wallet at the cashier. He stifled a laugh before getting up. That lady is kind of amusing. "Did you find any more books, Hiyori?"

But Hiyori had ignored his question, and had immediately grabbed Hibiya's hands, making him drop all the books much to his dismay. Once upon a time, a younger Hibiya would have probably been over the moon with joy with the fact that his childhood crush grabbed both of his hands and held it tightly- but that kind of love had died down throughout the years. Strangely enough, when Hibiya was sure that he didn't exactly like Hiyori in that way anymore in their 2nd year of high school, Hiyori had been sticking somewhat 'closer' to him. "That's Kisaragi Momo! Over there!"

"Who now?" Hibiya looked at the direction Hiyori was looking at, and frowned slightly. "Do you mean the lady at the cashier? She's the one who helped me just now."

Hiyori let out a shriek, "Well the lady who helped you is that famous TV personality Kisaragi Momo! Why didn't you get me an autograph of her or something?!"

"How the hell am I supposed to know that was her?! I didn't even know that you liked her!" Hibiya yelled, squatting back down to pick up the books again. Even if she's that famous, I don't even know her in the first place, Hibiya thought idly, and turned back to see whether he could still her there.

But she had already left.


I wonder who Seto's girlfriend is

/laughs into the distance

Probably the next chapter will actually be the last chapter, and then I'll probably post another mini chapter on a certain someone's P.O.V about his heartbroken love life

Thank you for reading up to this point! wwwwwwwwwww