A/N:
I wrote a lot of chapters for this series. Partly because I'm trying to buy time before I concentrate on my other works.
You will notice I am changing the pace of this multi-chapter series. One, because I felt sad and pity for Satsuki Shishio for suffering a lot in the manga. Two, I was normally against him in the first place and rooted for Mamura Daiki to win over Suzume Yosano. My wish came true, but I wasn't expecting to develop fondness for Satsuki. So, I decided to give him the hope which the mangaka denied him.
Do check out this manga if you happen to just stumble upon my work. I may be putting some spoilers here, so be warned!
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Coffee Breaks and Conversations
The waitress was all smiles when she brought the ice coffee I ordered over to my table at a quiet corner of the coffeeshop. She slid a thick wad of napkins beside a small plate of tuna mayo sandwich, and I could briefly see her phone number scribbled hastily in between the unused sheets.
I murmured a small "Thank you" to the waitress and waited until she left the table before I let out a sigh. I get my share of aggressive women's attention these days. But I kind get put-off when these waitresses used clean napkins to write their phone numbers and surreptitiously slip them between unused ones. It's a bit unhygienic, to be honest. Or maybe I am just not in the mood.
Ignoring the number she wrote, I took half of the sandwich and bit into it. The coffeeshop is particularly popular hang-out spot for a lot of people. On certain days, college students filled the whole shop, while the rest of the days were a mixed up of high school students and locals who used the premises as a meet up place with their friends to hang-out and catch up with what's happening with their lives. Occasionally, I encountered young people going on dates. I feel a certain kick when I note some of them are my students; they get embarrassed when they see me there and I walked up to their tables and give them some lecture on the 'birds and the bees'. But for most days, I am just content in my favorite corner and waste time.
Or what my friend, Rei Nishikawa, a freelance graphic artist, calls it sulking.
I took out my handphone and placed it on the table, fitted an earphone in its jack and jammed the ends on the inside of my ears. Coldplay's latest album began to play.
Call it magic
Call it true
Call it magic
A hand tapped me on the shoulder.
Still holding my sandwich, I whipped my head around expecting one of my friends who spotted me hanging around or even one of my students, when I stared into the eyes of…
Yuyuka Nekota.
I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
"Are you alone?" she asked, glancing at my order and back to my face.
"Obviously." I countered. What does she want from me?
"Good." She swept pass me in a cloud of sweet-smelling perfume. She looked ready for a date with her excellently made-up face and perfectly combed hair. Making a grand gesture of smoothing out her black and white polka-dotted dress, she sat down on a chair opposite me. The long strand of pearls made tiny clicking sounds.
As I watched Yuyuka, I saw the waitress who served me earlier sport a disappointed expression. I couldn't help but grin a little. Having a young high school student in front of me certainly is an effective repellant against unwanted female attention.
I stopped grinning when I saw her studying me with a serious expression.
"I saw you last night, kissing Suzume Yosano."
A/N: "Magic" song was taken from Ghost Stories album by Coldplay.
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