Morishima-senpai...

She just had to ruin my one tranquil evening with my committee assistant.

Last evening was reasonably efficient and enlightening. We had fun, shared laughs, we're generally close. I think the night achieved the goal at hand, it was efficient, and wasn't dragging. Over all I think it was- Oh, forget the analyis! I really enjoyed the evening! It was truly the most enjoyable time I've had in a while.

He seemed really happy. His laugh, his smile. I had such I nice evening.

Then there was Morishima-senpai... Hmm, I really hope I didn't give off a wrong vibe to senpai...

Frustration roared inside me.

Oh, why did she have to bust in out of no where?!

What am I saying? Morishima-senpai is Tachibana-kun's girlfriend. I don't have right to be disappointed if she were to show up during our "moment." I felt at a loss. I can't compete with Morishima-senpai...can I?

The crowds were mumbling as I walked through the hall.

"Ayatsuji-san seems irritated."

"Class-rep seems mad..."

"Is something wrong?"

"Man, she looks really troubled. Maybe all this class rep and festival committee stuff is too much for her."

The frown quickly faded from my face and my eye brows loosened up. I didn't want any reputation to be lowered. I must stay positive.

To be honest all I could think of right now was Junichi.

My heart thudded against my chest, hard enough that it hurt. No- I had to focus on my work. He was, after all, taken...

Ah, I just have to stop thinking about him! He has a girlfriend. A girlfriend of no equal! Literally the idol of Kibitou High School. The girl every guy in their right mind from senior all the way down to freshman admires.

I shouldn't think of him, but...I can't help it. Even now I can only think of him and how I wished I were in Morishima-senpai's shoes...geez...I am becomi g a hopeless case. A glance at a wall clock asI walked down the hall by the windows reveal that class was to begin in five minutes. My homeroom was coming up. I had to focus. It's already bad enough that I had been unable to turn my mid away from Junichi- I-I mean Tachibana-kun all of last night and this morning. I'd have to drain everything to my notebook...

The door to the classroom was open and I was just about to turn into the room when... BAM! I collided with Umehara-kun, Tachibana-kun's close friend, knocking everything including my notebook out of my hands.

"Ah, Ayatsuji-san! Gomen," he blurted out, "my fault, I wants paying attention."

Dusting myself off I replied, "No it's okay, I wasn't paying attention. Are you okay?"

I fumbled around the floor for my notebook. It was long around here somewhere. Still no response from Tachibana-kun's friend. I looked up and in his hands, was an open black notebook, turned to a certain page towards the middle of its binding. One recently written on last night.

He slowly looked up at me from the content on the pages. "Ayatsuji-san...? Is this- Are you- You like-"

My eyes narrowed. I stood up, looking down on him.

"Could you come with me for a second please?" I asked in a pleasant voice.

"B-but class is about to start a-and I shouldn't be late-"

I grabbed him by his loose tie and yanked.

"Could you come with me for a second please? It'll be quick, I promise."

Down the hall and around the corner to a desolate part of the story, I hauled Junichi's helpless comerade. I slammed him against the wall and planted my hand beside his head, leaning against the wall. I've done this before with Junichi.

"Now," I began in a condescending tone, "whatever it is you saw, or you think you saw on that page, is to be wiped from your memory and never spoken about to anyone. Not Junichi, not Tanamachi-san, not Tsukahara-senpai, and most of all, not Morishima-senpai.

"Ayatsuji-san...I-I'm sure you know he is with Morishima-senpai.."

Bang! I hit my hand against the wall.

"You're talking about it! What did I just tell you? As far as you are concerned that page doesn't exist. Understand?"

"H-Hai! Wait, what'll you do if I do mention this to someone?"

I put on the act of a vulnerable and timid girl.

"Umehara-kun...yesterday..in your bag...I saw one of those...magazines..."

He gasped. He knew what kind of magazines I was referring to.

"I never thought you were one of those kinds of guys...now I'll have to tell the others to watch out for our perverted classmate."

"Stop! Stop! Okay okay I won't talk of this, just please don't sink my reputation any more further down than it already is!"

"Good. Now repeat after me,'Ayatsuji-san is a wonderful and caring person with nothing to hide.'"

"Ehhhh? B-but-"

"Say it," I insisted.

"Ayatsuji-san is a wonderful and caring person with nothing to hide!"

"Very well," I smiled.

He ran off down the hall.

I fumbled around for my small notebook, but still couldn't find it. That guy must've left it on the floor! I quickly ran to the corner to try to recover it before anyone else saw it.

At the corner, I ran into Morishima-senpai, on her way back from visiting Tachibana-kun. In her hand was my small notebook. It was shut.

"Oh, Ayatsuji-san.."

She looked at me for a good seemingly long awkward moment.

"Is this yours?" she asked.

"Hai, I must've dropped it. Sumimasen. You didn't happen to look inside did you? It's not much to talk about but I do have a few little...embarrassing things written in there."

"Hmm? Like what?"

I quickly snatched the book from her and pocketed it. "Oh, just things about weird dreams I've had, or stuff about my sister, and other things. Weird little personnal things I keep track of...some of them are embarrassing."

"Nope!" she hastily said. "I just looked for a name and found on the back of the cover. Well, I'll be late if I stand here any longer, see you!"

With that she fled to the stairs heading up.