The Tissue Girl and The Cat
"I hate her," a small boy with blonde hair shouted, "I hate her!"
He had been running and was short of breath when he finally stopped.
"Why, why are they so scared of my mom." Ryoki whispered to himself.
When he finally stopped running he was blocks from his apartment complex. He was several blocks away to be exact and he was in an unfamiliar neighborhood. As he walked further he passed a convenient store with vending machines, houses and finally he came to a stop. A park. An unimpressive one, but it would do.
"Stop it! Leave it alone you—" an unfamiliar voice shouted. "Ow!"
A small crowd of kids had been grouping around a large play structure, shielding them from parents sight. They had been throwing rocks at something, or someone. If it weren't for their shouting voices Ryoki would not have paid any attention. As he got closer, but not to be seen as he observed.
"Hey, dja hear that? The dimwit is talking?" a boy said.
"Why don't you go back to your mommy, dimwit!" another joined.
"Mommy's not here to save you now."
The small girl pulled herself from the ground and wiped the bit of blood from her forehead. She glared up with a look Ryoki hadn't seen before.
'How scary.' he thought as he watched.
"I don't need mama to save me!" she yelled throwing herself at one of the boys.
Ryoki watched in awe as the small girl punched, kicked and pulled hair. She went as far as to bite her opponents. She soon had them running away. Ryoki impressed, smiled at the small victor.
She kept her guard up till she couldn't see them anymore and knew they were gone. As soon as they were out of sight tears formed in her eyes as she begun to cry. The small girl held the obvious cut on her head.
Ryoki lost interest and decided he better head home, but not before confronting the girl.
"Shut up, stop crying!" Ryoki said holding out a tissue to her.
The small girl whipped around, startled to see him standing there, her shock quickly changed to anger.
"I wasn't crying!" she wiped her face with her sleeve before running away. "Stupid!"
"You were too crying, idiot!" he shouted back before running in the opposite direction.
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Ryoki felt the elevator come to a stop with a small ding of the bell, slowly the doors opened. He took one step out the door and something pierced and stirred deep within him that caused him to shutter, but he completely discarded it as an oncoming cold.
He simply came down from his flat to retrieve the morning paper from the mail box before he had his morning coffee and cigarette.
He was sitting at his usual spot at the top of the stair case that lead to the roof. He prefers it there than anywhere else; it was a place no one ever bothered him or thought to look for him. He could be alone; not having to deal with anyone. His own private headquarters as he used to put, a place to call his own.
The sudden recollection of Hatsumi Narita came to mind. Then, the memory of her getting hurt by accidentally falling down the stairs came to mind. He couldn't remember how or why she fell, but it was then on she stopped coming around. And it was the time she stopped talking to him completely and started talking to Azusa.
Ryoki took a puff of his smoke and sighed, releasing the smoke into the air. The memory of her and him always came to him when he came to his favorite spot, all these unnecessary memories and lonely feelings. Ridiculous.
"Fucking, Azusa." he said taking another puff.
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"Good morning, Ryoki!" Subaru said as he entered the elevator with him.
"Hm." He simply grunted.
He continued talking as they waited to get to the main floor. He talked non-stop about the current fandoms he was into and the latest collectibles he was planning to get, of course Ryoki didn't understand any of it. It was enough to give him a headache.
As they were walking outside the main entrance he spotted, Hatsumi and her sister.
"Morning! Gosh, how are you? I thought you leave earlier." Akane smiled at him.
"He doesn't have to leave as early. Starting this semester, Ryo's school is all elective classes." Subaru spoke for him. "So he doesn't have to go as early as he used to."
He was then verbally and physically abused by Akane. Ryoki ignored the two and continued walking, he stopped for a moment when he realized Hatsumi kept her head down and refused to even look at him. His very presence alone was enough to put her off, did she hate him that much? He simply grunted with annoyance and stormed away.
"Say, Ryo? Can't you be a little nicer to Hatsumi? Then, maybe she wouldn't be so scared of you." He said looking back to Hatsumi and Akane.
"Poor Hatsumi, who cares if she's scared of me or not. I don't care, it's not like I'd like a girl like her anyway. Why bother doing anything for her." he shrugged.
"Oh yeah, I forgot you wouldn't be interested in a girl like Hatsumi, you have Yuka-san."
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For the rest of the day he'd been in a bad mood; this morning greetings was more than enough to cause his sour mood swings. It was that encounter that made him think about it excessively.
'Why does she have to be so scared of me, dammit! It's probably because she's so stupid!'He thought as he sat at his desk. Ignoring everyone around him.
"Yo! Tachibana! You listening?" A school 'friend' said, taking a seat across him.
"No!" He said simply.
"Jeez, really?" He sighed. "And here I was inviting you to hang with us after school, we're going to meet up with some pretty girls and one of them wants you to come along. She seems really interested in you, pretty cute too." He smiled.
"No thanks, I don't like easy girls."
"C'mon, a bit of food and karaoke, it'll be fun!"
"I said, no!" He collected his things and headed for the door. "I'm going to the library."
"Jeez, Touchy-bana sure hates having a good time." One of them whispered to the other.
It didn't surprise him when they would talk behind his back. They've done it before, some good, some bad. He wasn't unaware of it; it just didn't bother him to act upon it though. It wasn't really an issue. What did he care? It sure as hell didn't faze him. To him, he was an interesting topic and it was something they should take into consideration. To him he was a role model to his fellow students with good looks and the top grades. A one in a life time genius.
As he walked down the hall he'd seen other student's laughing and getting along. It annoyed him. How can they be so calm and happy-go-lucky all the time?
He sighed.
Maybe it wouldn't hurt to him go out and do something fun, once an awhile.
Ryoki finished school with ease and was on his way home.
As he was leaving the school yard he'd seen his 'friends' that invited him out and were laughing. 'I guess they're on their way to meet the girls.' He thought as he turned, heading home.
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The next day when he returned to the park. He had seen kids, different than yesterday, but quickly decided they weren't worthwhile or interesting enough to play with any of them. So he took a comfortable seat at a bench and watched from afar. The other kids were running and screaming, having fun. He observed sternly as he couldn't understand what was so fun about playing 'tag' as he thought the game was rather boring, but he continued to watch none the less. As he was watching them, something moved out in the corner of his eye. It was another kid, a girl, she was leaning into the bushes.
He approached her and peered over her shoulder to see what she was looking at; it was a kitten.
"What are you doing with that dirty thing!?" he said in a near shout.
She grabbed and cradled the small, brown tabby.
It was the girl from yesterday. She had a large band-aid on her forehead now, protecting her cut.
"She is not dirty!" she said with a pout.
"That doesn't answer my question, stupid! What are you doing with that dumb stray?!" he demanded as he reached for it.
He didn't understand why he wanted the cat so bad, but seeing it in her arms made him want it even more.
"Stop it," she pulled away, pushing him, "I said stop it!"
Ryoki was shocked from the jab she had given him, making him stumble back.
"If you're not nice I won't let you pet her!"
Ryoki rubbed the sore spot where her elbow made contact and a sudden ping of anger came over him.
"Who'd want to pet a dumb stray anyway! You're going to get sick!" he yelled stomping back to the bench where he sat moments before.
He pretended he wasn't interested in the cat as he continued to sulk. He pretended to be interested in the other kids, but eventually he couldn't help, but watch directly at the young girl playing with the small feline. In his head he was confused as to why she wasn't nice to him. Why wasn't it working? The kids from school were always nice to him and usually when other kids made him upset or annoyed at school they would return to him and apologize and give him sweets, why was she taking so long? Why hasn't she apologized yet?
It was getting late and the other kids had already left. And just when he seen the girl and her cat heading for the gate he ran up to her.
"Alright," he said crossing his arms, "I forgive you, can I pet her now?"
"I'm not the one who has to apologize, you do! So do it properly!"
"No!" he shouted
"Fine, bye!" she said with her nose stuck up at him.
She turned and continued to leave with the small kitten.
Ryoki did nothing, but clench his fits and ran passed her.
"Stupid idiot!" he shouted not looking back at her.
When Ryoki returned home that night he completely forgot about being upset with his mother. After he was scolded by her he went to his room to think about the girl and her cat. The more he thought about her, the angrier he got, he wanted to punch that stupid cat. He grabbed his plush pillow and begun to throw his fists at it, tiring himself out. He then begun to rub his pillow, it was soft, but probably not as soft as the kitty looked. He gripped his pillow to his chest and gently nuzzled it.
He fell asleep that night holding his pillow, imagining the fluffy cat.
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At home he was sitting in his bed room alone when he heard his mother heading towards his room.
"Ryoki, I have to tell you something." His mother smiled walking in.
"What do you want?"
"Mr. Odagiri and his son are moving into the building this week."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, and-" Ryoki ignored his mother as he thought this over.
'Like I fucking care.' He thought.
"I don't care." He said. "If you don't mind, can you leave. I'm busy."
"Oh, of course! I didn't mean to interrupt your studies; I'll send in Yuka when she arrives." She smiled as she left his room.
Proud like always with her over achieving, genius son. A trophy son.
It wasn't like he needed to study. In fact, his homework was finished a long time ago, but what else was he going to do? He wanted his mother to leave him alone, but he had so much free time he didn't know what to do with himself.
"Sonova-!" He said as he gripped the pencil hard in his hand.
Ryoki sighed as he put his pencil down.
He couldn't help, but reminisce as sadness and anger came rushing back to him. He thought about Hatsumi and how they would play together, but then, Azusa.
Slouching and folding his arms he barricaded himself in them, sighing with frustration.
He didn't know how long he'd been sitting like that, or the fact that Yuka had been in his room the entire time during. He was unaware of her presence.
"Did you miss me?" she said in a whisper.
"No, you're a-" he said into his folded arms, thinking. "A constant reminder of what I don't want."
Yuka pulled him towards her and spun him around in his chair to face her.
"I'm a what?" She said looking down at Ryoki with a look of annoyance she knew too well.
"You're so mean" she leaned in and nibbled on his ear.
She then begun her trail of kisses from the corner of his mouth across his jaw line and down his neck.
It was always the same when Yuka would show up to 'tutor' him, but really she would just flirt with him and tease him. When she found out he was a virgin she'd literally laughed at him. It happened just recently and he hated her to return to his house to 'tutor' him by his mother's orders. Having to face her everyday bothered him. In reality he was actually smarter than her and didn't need her help.
But he would suffer the embarrassment two hours a day, three days a week, so he'd have to endure it.
He didn't stop her when she'd tease him or touch him, he rather enjoyed it.
It was the only thing he enjoyed during her time spent in his home. She would come over and do everything to him, but it!
She caught him lost in his thoughts and decided to bring him back to her with her large chest, placing his face between them.
Ryoki shot her another unpleasant look, causing her to giggle as she knelt before him. Yuka's hands wondered over his chest and sensually over his thighs.
"So, are you ready for today's lesson?" she said with a flirtatious smirk.
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Ryoki had been wondering aimlessly. He had time to kill so he thought he might as well spend it out of the house. As his mother was becoming more irritating with the passing days.
During his free morning, he stopped at a convenience store to grab himself a can of black coffee to go along with his morning cigarette. To fully enjoy his simple pleasures, he went to a park and sat at a bench.
'Our minds wonder 50 percent of the time, but we're never more content than when we're focused on the present.' He thought to himself.
But right now, Ryoki wasn't feeling content.
He couldn't enjoy himself on the count of the happy couples strolling along. They were clearly on a date and clearly in-love. The mere presence of it stirred the bitterness inside of him. Not only had he yet to find himself a hot girlfriend, but he had never been laid. He was a cherry and only a boy, not yet a man. The reminder riled him to no end. Then there were the innocent bystanders who eyed him with distaste as he moved and removed the cigarette from his lips. Ryoki's smoking habit was evident enough that it was better left in secrecy.
No, he wasn't content as he couldn't enjoy the one thing he did.
So, he moved on to do something else that might bring him a sliver amount of enjoyment.
Ryoki made his way to the train station to the city. At the station platform, he eyed the schedules on a board for the arrival of the next train. He slid his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he looked up. The train wasn't heavily packed like he had expected it to be when he boarded it. He was grateful for that at least.
He decided he was going to go to his favorite clothing store. He wanted a new pair of pants, a few shirts or maybe a new pair of shoes. He didn't think much about it.
He was wondering, keeping to himself in the crowd of people.
When a voice caught his attention.
"I'm sorry for the disturbance! But would you like a pack?"
He looked to the person who caught his attention, it was a young girl who held her hand out to him with a packet of tissues. She was smiling with patience for his response. Ryoki was confused by her. She had a familiar face, but he couldn't place it to a name. What attracted his attention was the small, but noticeable, horizontal scar on her forehead.
"Thank you!" she answered for him.
She placed the pack into his hand and walked away. She turned and bowed her head slightly to him as she headed to the next stranger who gladly took the packet.
He tried to speak, but he couldn't find his voice to call out to her, he stood there with his mouth slightly agape. What could he say to her? He didn't know her name.
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Ryoki was sitting at his desk muttering to himself. He was trying to remember the tissue girl. It was there, he knew it, he knew her. The memory of her was in the back of his mind somewhere he just couldn't place it. The way she smiled, the color of her hair and the scar above her eyebrow were all the things he had seen before, but couldn't quite place her face to a name.
Her name was still a blur, but it was the scar that reminded him. He remembered.
The next day passed by in a blur. Ryoki needed to return to the park. He wanted that cat and he wanted to pet it. He was far too excited for anything else. Ignoring home, he made it down the same path to the park where he met the girl and her cat. Ryoki couldn't control himself as his feet picked up the pace, he was in a jog as he made it to the park. Then, just as he made a turn there she was, with her cat.
He stopped.
"I'm sorry!" he shouted from the other side of the park.
The sudden burst startled the small girl.
She furrowed her brow as she thought. Slowly she made her way to him. At first he thought she was going to tell him to go away before she raised the small cat at eye level. The small cat meow at him.
"This is Kyo-chan," she smiled, "She said 'hello.'"
Ryoki was skeptical at first as he slowly raised his hand, gently petting the kittens head.
'so soft.' he thought.
His expression softens as he continued to pet her. She'd meow and purr to his touch, demanding more pets.
"So cute."
The young girl handed him the kitten to carry.
"I'm - -, what's your name?" she smiled.
"I-I'm Tachibana Ryoki."
That was the start of how Ryoki made himself two new friends.
He spent the following weeks returning to the park to play with his new friend and the small cat. He liked it, she wasn't afraid of him and didn't act weird like the other kids. They would always play the games he wanted and she'd always let him carry the kitten till it was time for him to go.
"See you tomorrow, Ryo-chan!" she waved goodbye.
Ryoki waved back as he headed for home.
It was always there, nagging at him in the back of his mind. It was a childhood memory he disregarded years ago.
He remembered going back to the park, but she stopped coming. He went back for a few weeks waiting for her to return, but she never did.
'It couldn't be her!' he thought to himself.
"Hey Tachibana!" his friend took a seat across him.
"Hmm?" He made no effort to look at him as he gathered his things.
"You remember when we went out with those girls?" he said.
"They were pretty disappointed that you didn't come last time. So next time they want you to come along or else they'll ditch us." another said as he leaned into him, trying to hide his annoyance.
"It was pretty fun too; you should have been there."
'Fun, huh?' He thought. 'Maybe I should go out with them.'
"Yeah, I think I'll do you guys a favor and come along. I mean, if I'm not there they'll definitely ditch you."
"Great! It's going to be fun!" His friend said masking his irritation.
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Ryoki got the location through text on where to meet up with his friends and the girls for the hangout. They were planning to get something to eat and do karaoke.
The place where he arrived at was a fast food restaurant, it was cute and hardly busy so there weren't too many people to crowd the place.
Entering he heard his friends calling out to him and in a booth.
"Yo, Tachibana, over here!" He had a wide grin and was waving.
Ryoki approached them taking a seat.
He eyed the girls who were giggling and talking.
One of them had black hair and was chubby, cute, but chubby.
'Too fat, next!" He thought.
The other two had brown hair and were pretty similar and plain. A feature he didn't much care for. They barely reacted his standards and quickly decided he would not be getting involved with any of them. They were in no way fit to hang around his arm.
"So, which one of you are interested in me?"
Ryoki cut straight to the point. He wanted to know whether it was a waste of time being there or not and he didn't want to waste too much time with those girls to find out. He was a man of honesty and was in a hurry to let the girl down and fast!
"Ryo, I'm sorry, but something suddenly came up and she couldn't make it." The chubby girl said with a blush.
"Yeah, her parent's are kinda strict. They wouldn't let her come out with us."
"I see. Well I'm going home."
"Wait! Ryoki!"
One of his friends leaned in close to him. "Don't leave now! We haven't even eaten yet. Stay and I'll treat you?" He whispered.
"You can't bribe me with this garbage!" He whispered back.
"Ryo, please don't leave."
"Yeah we still have to go meet up with our other friend, Tami. She said she'd meet us at karaoke."
"Yeah! Please~!" One of the girls blushed.
"Fine." He said.
The group ordered, ate and left.
The were walking around now, talking and flirting with one another. The girls quickly gave up all attempts to flirt with Ryoki as he displayed great amount of disinterest.
Ryoki's thoughts had got to him. He was caught up in thinking about the name of the tissue girl again. He needed to know! It was like an irritated puzzle. All the pieces were there laying out flat, but he couldn't put them together. So it all just sat there, unsolved with pieces probably missing, mocking him.
He gave his mind a shook and tried his best to ignore it and to concentrate on the group he followed.
He didn't notice the person in front of him as he bumped into them.
He heard a small noise as the person in front of him dropped everything they were holding as it scattered about their feet.
"I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going! I'm sorry!" They said as they fell to his feet picking up a bag and scattered tissue packs.
"No," he knelt down to help, "It's my fau—YOU! I remember you!"
"Eh?!" Suddenly startled she dropped the tissue.
"I met you at the train station. You gave me marketing tissue!" he said grabbing the pack from his pocket.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but I don't remember. I see a lot of faces everyday."
"No, I've met you before. Before the tissue! I remember that!" he said louder than he meant to as he pointed to her forehead, to her scar.
She gentle rubbed her forehead with her fingers.
"It was an accident; I was only a kid!" she said with embarrassment.
When she looked up to him she noticed his friends waiting impatiently and the looks she received from the girls. She knew they weren't pleased.
"I'm sorry, you should go," she quickly gathered the tissue into the bag, "I got this."
Ryoki looked to where she had glanced to, his friends, becoming fully aware of the situation.
"It's fine, I was just leaving," he said grabbing her by the arm, "I need to talk to you."
"What!? You're bailing on us?" one of his school mates shouted.
"But we haven't done karaoke yet!" a girl said displeased.
The tissue girl looked back to the group with a smug look on her face and a wave of her fingers as Ryoki ignored them and lead her away.
"Good evening, everyone!" she shouted back to them.
Ryoki lead them to the nearest coffee shop he recognized and had been to before.
What the girl noticed was the shop was overall an elegant place of service. It was all held together with furnishings and props as they were modern and tasteful to lure in a younger crowd. The color scheme had matched the products that they were selling with brown tones to resemble coffee grounds and beans. The shades of white would feature tastes of creams with lighting fixtures that gave off a warm feeling. What made the place pop was the shades of light greens thrown into the mixture, like the plush pillows on the lounge chairs and painted frames of portraits.
Before they got comfortable in a secluded area in the shop. Ryoki had ordered and paid for their drinks, a black coffee and tea.
The girl nodded with a silent thanks as she grabbed the warm cup.
They sat in quietly as they looked to one another.
"What is your name?" Ryoki was the first to break the silence.
"You're very demanding, aren't you?" she smiled playfully as she cupped her tea.
"I'm not in the mood to mess around, dammit," he said in a near shout, "tell me your name!"
"I'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours."
"I already gave you my name!"
"For the last time, I am sorry, but we have never met," she said with a more serious tone as she looked to him with a confused, but angry expression, "If we had met before, and we hadn't, I would have definitely remembered you."
"My name is not important! You got that scar on your forehead from kids who threw rocks at you, you cried. You also owned a cat named Kyo."
The girl had suddenly become stoic as she looked to him and his coffee as she had placed her tea on the table between them.
"I was a wild child and fell off a slide as a kid, resulting in this scar. I have an allergic asthma to pets, including cats, so there is no way I could possible own one." she crossed her arms, avoiding his gaze. "I'm sorry again, but you've mistake me for somebody else."
"I don't believe you, you're lying!"
Tissue girl smiled to him with a tilt of her head. She blatantly let her eyes wonder over him slowly. What caught her attention was his glasses, clothes and the way he held himself.
"I noticed you got a plain black coffee, the strongest and probably the bitterest. Either you were given a sickening amount of sweets as a child, growing to hate them or you just don't like sweet things. One or the other, but.
The flashy logo, Takumi, on your glasses is a brand name, very expensive, nothing sold under 22, 000 yen. Also the Rolex watch your wearing is more than 78, 000 yen so either you come from a family with money or you're wearing cheap knock offs."
Her sudden perception of him arouse his curiosity and how she was able to analyze him.
"What does my glasses and watch have to do with anything!"
"Well, I'm in a bit of a financial crisis, which is why I'm a tissue girl."
"So you want money for your goddamn name!"
"Mmm, more like," she smiled, "compensated dating?"
"Oh give me a goddamn break!" He said.
Compensated dating was hardly surprising. Most girls in high school would make arrangements with older men in exchange for money. They would make transactions through email and would schedule dates. Some would go as far as to exchange larger amounts of money for sexual favors, prostituting themselves.
"I'm not going to pay you for your name!"
"Fine, I'm not too bothered about losing a potential client, you're a dime a dozen." She shrugged with a smile.
"Thank you for the drink, Ryoki, but I have to get going now," She gathered herself as she pulled a card from her wallet, "Here's my contact info, if you decided to change your mind, send me a text alright? See you, gorgeous!"
She sensually glided her fingers over his arm and up his shoulder as she left the café shop.
Ryoki felt unsatisfied with her answer, feeling desperate.
Till it suddenly clicked in his head.
"Thank you for the drink, Ryoki."
Ryoki!
He never actually given his name, but she said it! The realization pissed him off as she obviously knew his name and who he was, she was playing him.
Later that night, Ryoki sat at his bed thinking. He was thinking over the deal she had offered him. Money for a name. He then thought about the pros and cons of the situation.
As a pro she was definitely pretty, he would consider her hot, if it weren't for the obvious scar on her forehead. Not only could he get a name out of her, but he could even use her, for obvious reasons. He would no longer be a cherry if he had. A name and the lost of his v-card, kill two birds with one stone they say.
Then, there were the cons. There was no telling how many clients she had in the past. He could not interact without the proper protection, but that pretty much goes for everyone. And then there was the payment required. He'd actually have to pay for her time when he could get it for free with anyone, the thought of paying her for her name was outrageous.
As he thought about the situation he suddenly concluded that the pros outweigh the cons.
He would send her a text in the morning.
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The next morning, he found him self texting the number she had given him on the card. The card itself had nothing on it, but her number and the scent of sweet perfume.
"I accept your offer." He closed his phone and slid it in his pocket.
When he texted it, it didn't reply, not immediately.
Ryoki left for school he took the elevator with Subaru like he always did in the morning, but he decided he was going to walk with Subaru today.
When they reached the main lobby they had bumped into Hatsumi and Akane.
"Morning, Hatsumi!" Subaru smiled.
"Morning~!" She smiled back before completely freezing up as she seen Ryoki.
"Why you looking at me like that, stupid!" Ryoki said with annoyance.
"O-oh, hey, g-good day-morning!" She stuttered.
"When I finally decide to talk to you, you can't even come up with a decent good morning. Hmph, how stupid are you?"
"Hey!" Azusa said appearing from the stair case.
"Do you mind not picking on my girlfriend," He wrapped an arm around her, "Sorry, she's taken. So you'll have to find your own."
Hatsumi stared up at him, blushing at her knight in shining armor.
"G-Girlfriend!" Subaru and Akane said in unison.
The three of them stared at the couple that had an obvious lovey-dovey aura around them. Hatsumi was beaming!
"I have my own girlfriend! Luckily for me, she's not as stupid. So you two deserve each other!" Ryoki said as he pushed his glasses up his nose and turned away.
"Ryo! Wait up! Ryo! Did you already know?! You're so unfazed!" Subaru said chasing after him.
"No, but what do I care? It's none of my business. I couldn't care less about those two. He can have her." He said.
"But what was that about when you said you had your own girlfriend!" Subaru said still shocked.
"I do have a girlfriend!" He lied, but not entirely. "And she's way prettier than Hatsumi! Way prettier, hot even!"
Just then, his phone begun to vibrate.
Ryoki opened his phone and read the text.
"I'm glad you changed your mind!
Open the link for the instructions!
Have a great day today, Ryo-Chan!
I'll be cheering for you!"
Whoa, man.. That was some writing.. Anyway, I hope you enjoy..
