I don't believe it! I updated really fast this time! However now this means I have a lot to write considering this is up to the point that I have written in the notebook I'm keeping.

Once again I do not anything except my OC. :)

"Yumiko-chan! Someone left a not on your desk," exclaimed Kasumi-chan as soon as I walked into the classroom. I looked over at my desk to see that there was indeed a piece of paper on my desk.

"Are you sure it's not just a scrap piece of paper accidentally placed there," I asked, but as I got closer to me seat I noticed it was folded up neatly and had my name on it. This is odd, because no one has ever left me a not before. I wonder who it could possibly be.

"No, I'm positive it's a note! Why else would it have your name on it? You should read it right now!"

"You're right, it does, but I think I'll read it later. Class is about to start and I don't want to risk not being ready," Really I just don't want Kasumi-chan to bother me about the note right now. I would like a chance to confront the person who wrote it first. Also, if it is a love letter I would also like a chance to turn them down today. Love would make my life much to complicated right now and it's already confusing enough! So I guess I'll read the note during break.

Next to me, Kirihara-kun looks completely stressed out. His hair is disheveled more than usual and his hands are clenched on top of his desk. Also, it appears that he may be grinding his teeth but I can't be certain of that. It seems as if he is spacing out too, since he's staring at his desk very intently. Though that could just be because he is still mad at me and does not want to talk to me. My vote is he is still mad at me.

Sighing, I take my seat just as the bell rang, signaling the start of class.

'Yumiko-chan,

There is a tennis tournament this week, and I just wanted to see if you would come. I know we're not exactly on speaking terms at the moment, but it would mean a lot if you came and supported the team. So… please?

Kirihara Akaya

Looks like I don't have to turn down anyone, which is quite a relief! Well, it would be if this was not the most unusual thing ever to happen to me. Clearly, he knows we are not on speaking terms since he went through the effort to write that down in the note. If so, why go through the trouble to write it at all? He should know that I do not need an invitation from him or anyone else to go to a tournament. It does, however, add another reason to his behavior in class this morning. Could he have been nervous about my reaction? And why didn't he just ask me face to face? I mean, this isn't something you really need to put in a note, it's not like it's anything personal or anything. Or maybe he was embarrassed about having to ask me and possibly have people laugh at his stupidity? Who knows but at least I know one thing for sure; now I can feel welcomed at the tournament since I was planning on going anyways.

All this time I have just been walking aimlessly, and when I finally look up to see where I have arrived I surprised to see the tennis courts. There are only two people in the courts. One throwing balls for the other to hit, and it's just my luck that one of them happens to be Kirihara-kun. He's the one hitting. Thinking this to be a good spot to eat my lunch, I sit on a nearby bench to watch him practice.

Beautiful. That is the only word I can think to describe him… when he's practicing. Any other time he just completely annoys me, but now, he's beautiful. Kirihara-kun is just glistening with sweat on his brow and arms and his focus is entirely on the ball he is to hit. This is ordinary, of course, but with him it seems completely unrealistic. It seems as if this is the one time his true self comes out and it is completely irresistible! So irresistible, in fact, that I have a hard time remembering that my lunch is in my hand not in my mouth. By the time I do finish my lunch break is almost over and Kirihara-kun was just coming out of the courts wiping his brow with a towel.

"Yumiko-chan," He seems surprised, which doesn't surprise me since I had a feeling he did not notice I was here. "What are you doing here?"

"K-Kirihara-k-kun! I was… was," I feel my face heat up as if I'm caught doing something I shouldn't be doing. "I was just eating my lunch, and I decided this was the quietest place I could find."

His brow furrows in puzzlement. "So you've been there the whole time?"

"Y-yes," I look away embarrassed for some reason, and then I think about the note. "Oh! Kirihara-kun! I wanted to ask you why you wrote that note instead of asking me face to face?"

Now he turns red as if he's embarrassed for having even written the note. "I just… I just didn't think there would be time to ask you before class, that's all."

"Wow, what a lame excuse, you couldn't come up with anything better than that, Devilhead?"

His face was absolutely priceless! We are definitely back to our normal selves, with him yelling at me. "Of course I could! I could have said I didn't want that friend of yours to get any wrong ideas about me asking! Do you believe that?"

I snorted. "Well, that's definitely more believable than your first excuse! But it didn't matter, I was going to go to the tournament whether you invited me or not, and I find it strange that you did!"

"Y-you were," He stammered? Kirihara-kun's eyes were wide with shock.

Smirking at him, I said. "Well, yeah, that's just what I do. Tennis is interesting to me so why wouldn't I go?"

Quickly his face changed to anger. "Yeah well, whatever! I should go get ready for class," And with that he stormed off.

Why is he the one always storming off?

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