"Ya know…You two are probably gonna be that really embarrassing couple that make out in the halls aren't ya?"
Naomi giggled, a cute pink blush settling over he cheeks at Yoshiki's words. A feeling of love coursed over her, the type you often see in fairy tales for princes. Except he wasn't her prince. He was her flustered dork.
"Probably."
There was silence for a few moments, save the sound of Ayumi's teeth grinding. Why was she such a damn bad class rep? Why was she jealous full stop? These two were practically made for each other…She'd done enough damage, anyway.
"I…I'll be right back…"
She walked away from the four, trying to stand upright, tears dripping down her face.
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The view was as pretty as it had been half an hour ago. Everything was still covered in a white sheet, little flecks spiraling in the wind. But…It had lost it's appeal. She hunched further into a ball, fitting perfectly on the windowsill.
"Y-Yui sensei…What do I do?!"
Her teacher had always been exceptionally gifted in this field. She was practically like an older sister. Though, of course, her real sister would just tease her.
"Uh…Shinozaki?"
"U-Uwah? Kishinuma?"
Upon seeing the teary eyed girl, it occurred to him only now about her change in attitude towards him since Heavenly Host. She hadn't been rude before, as such, just a little edgy. And now…They weren't really close, but he really, really loved her. He'd still die in a second for her. She was just so beautiful…
"The hell is up, Shinozaki? Stop. You're worrying me…"
He wiped a tear from her face gently- jumping backwards at the sudden tighten in her features, anger.
"You wanna know what's up?! Moch-id-a. Yeah, thats right. The class rep has a crush on Mochida, goddammit. He shouldn't be with Naomi. He should be with me. She's so bland!"
All her anger came lashing out at him, all pent up. Suzumoto, Morishige…She was yelling, and couldn't stop. The bluette clamped a hand over her mouth at her own words.
"K-K-Kishinuma…I I didn't…"
She was in his arms again now, the safety and warmth flooding back to her. He smelled nice, a type of cologne that invaded her senses.
"Shinozaki…It's alright."
"Kishinuma…I-I…I love you, Kishinuma."
He froze completely. Was she confessing? N-No…His crush was just emotionally vulnerable, right? Thre was silence save the hum of his thoughts and the steady thun-thun of his heart. She pulled away, a small smile on her lips.
"I-I get if you don't like me back…I really do…I don't lik-"
Ayumi was shushed. His mouth pressed onto hers, the taste of his lips lingering on her senses. She'd expected him to smell of cigarettes, taste of char and sweat…But he didn't. He was sweet and soft, filling her senses. She lay against his chest, him stroking her piggytails. And then her eyes landed on a smiling Naomi and Satoshi by the window. But the pangs of jealousy were gone, replaced by pure love. The four exchanged a look, giggling.