"Ruki, dinner!" a familiar voice called.
Sighing, the girl dropped the test onto the floor and slowly got up, her face solemn, her eyes glistening with tears. She heard thunderclouds in the distant, a reassuring sound. Rain calmed her, and she definitely needed to be calmed.
Dinner wasn't anything special, her grandmother, Seiko Hata, had fixed up some rice (or what at least looked like rice), which was filled with green peppers and meat bits. As they ate, her mother, who was returning from a phone call, noticed the way she looked.
"Are you okay, honey?" she blinked.
The thought of blurting out why she was so gloomy wasn't an option; her mother would be royally pissed at her. Not a good thing.
Thank God for Grandmas Ruki thought as her grandmother pushed herself into the conversation. "The flu has been going around. Perhaps she's got something." I love you, Grandma. I love you, I love you, I love you!
After dinner was over, Ruki's wary grandmother asked if she would like to stay for some tea and play a new game she had picked up on her outing to town last weekend. Ruki declined with a "No thanks," and retired to her room, anxiety filling her.
Tomorrow she would have to tell him. Tomorrow. Not the next day, tomorrow.
She had made up her mind. Tomorrow was it.