The professor was currently writing something on the blackboard when Mikan entered the classroom, taking her seat.

In the midst of the lecture, a crumpled paper was sent into the air and landed on Mikan's desk. It reads:

"What happened?"

Mikan wrote back.

"Got myself in detention."

Yura, the recipient of the letter, showed it to Sumire who was sitting beside her before replying.

"Please elaborate."

Mikan wrote what happened earlier in details. The professor was facing front so she decided to quietly pass the paper instead. Sumire who was closer to her reach for it and opened it on her lap. Her eyes repeatedly skimmed the words written in the paper. She was dumbstruck, recalling the events before the chaos Mikan caused started.

Flashback:

The gym has been the hang out place for Mikan and her friends. In fact, it was Sumire who insisted that they should spend their break time in the gym so she could do her manhunt mission as this is the place where athletes are usually are.

They were currently seated at the topmost part of the bleachers, watching the juniors having their try-out for the basketball team from afar.

"I'll just buy something in the cafeteria", Mikan said as she hopped from one row to another.

Ten minutes have passed and Mikan hasn't returned yet.

"Where's Mikan? Break's almost over", Nonoko asked, biting on the straw of her Sunkist juice.

"Maybe the line was too long?", Nobara presumed.

They got off the bleachers and decided to look for her.

End of flashback.

Sumire took her pen and began scribbling, forgetting about Yura.

"Can you describe what he looked like?", Sumire asked alarmingly.

"Tall. Raven hair. Slightly tanned and- wait. Why are you still asking me these things? Shouldn't you know how he looks like by now?"

"That's the point! I know what my past boyfriends looked like and that guy you just described doesn't sound like my ex-boyfriend at all!"

"Isn't Natsume's the name of your ex-boyfriend and his locker number is 119?!"

"WHAT? No! It's Mochu! MOCHU MOCHIAGE! And since when did 116 became 119?!"

"ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT I'VE GOT THE WRONG GUY?!"

"YES!"

"No way!", Mikan exclaimed, standing up and slamming her desk which caught the attention of everyone in the class.

"Yes? Is there a problem, Ms. Yukihira?", Serina, their professor, calmly asked.

Sumire interrupted and raised her hand.

"What is it, Shouda?"

"Ma'am, I'm not feeling good. Can I ask Mikan to accompany me to the clinic?"

"Alright", Serina replied before continuing her class discussion.

Sumire grabbed Mikan, leaving the crumpled paper on the floor. Hotaru shifted her eyes beside her. She picked up the paper and secretly placed it on her skirt pocket.

•••

Outside the classroom, Mikan and Sumire are arguing.

"You are coming with me and we are going to find that person to apologize to him", Sumire said in an authoritative tone, dragging Mikan who was struggling to remove herself from her grasp.

"I'm not going to do that!"

Sumire let out a deep sigh, calming her nerves. She stopped from her tracks.

"Mikan, you owe that person an apology."

"But why?! That pig deserves it even if he's the wrong guy", Mikan muttered, crossing her arms.

"Do you know how troublesome that is for the person? And you even hit him!"

"Correction, almost."

"It doesn't matter! Look. I appreciate what you did for me. It really means a lot. And I also know that you didn't mean any harm because Mikan Sakura Yukihira is a good friend and we support whatever makes her happy. But sometimes you should think first of the consequences of your actions. Look what you have gotten yourself into. I am concern with you just as you are with me."

Mikan was silenced by Sumire's speech.

"If I do that, will you promise not to waste your tears on him again?" Mikan asked.

"I promise", Sumire declared, raising her right hand.

"Okay. I'll do it."

Together, they sprinted hand in hand in search for Natsume Hyuuga.

•••

Natsume and his friends was on their usual spot. His friends was laughing their asses off when he told them what really happened.

"Can you believe that?! Natsume almost got himself beaten by a girl? A GIRL!", Koko said.

"I thought that when I see him below a girl, he'll be screaming from ecstasy but that girl, that girl, gave him hell, not heaven!", Tsubasa commented.

"And what's more? He was called a PIG!", Tono said, holding his stomach and slapping his thigh.

Ruka, Natsume's best friend, just smiled and shook his head.

'Morons,'Natsume thought, putting his hands behind his head which was rested on the tree and covering his face with a comic book.

Suddenly, two girls approached them and they stopped laughing.

"Uhm, hi there. You see, I'm Sumire, and this is my friend, Mikan, and we came here to apologize," Sumire said, bowing her head in embarrassment.

Natsume sat up, causing for the comic book to fall on his lap. He looked up to them.

"What about her?", Natsume asked, referring to Mikan who was looking away.

Sumire nudge Mikan on the elbow, but she was being stubborn so she forced Mikan's head to bow down.

"Quick, apologize!", Sumire whispered harshly.

"So-sorry for my behavior a while ago! I mistook you for being my friend's ex-boyfriend!", Mikan said, her head being held down tightly by Sumire.

"Uh-huh. And?"

"For vandalizing your locker."

"And?"

"For cursing at you."

"And?"

"For saying mean things to you."

"And?"

"For almost knocking you out."

"You're missing one last thing."

"For calling you... a p-pig."

Natsume stood up, thinking about Mikan's apology.

"So you're this idiot's friend?"

Sumire pinched Mikan's skin to stop from acting reckless again.

"Chin up", he ordered as they slowly lift their heads.

"I'm really sorry. You got dragged into this mess because of me", Sumire said sincerely.

"Apology accepted", Natsume replied instantly.

"Really?" Sumire asked for assurance.

"Except her", Natsume said, eyeing Mikan.

"Hey! I already apologize! What do you want?!", Mikan complained.

"Hm. I don't know, beg?", Natsume said coolly, wanting to push Mikan to her limits.

"Like hell I'll do that! Pig!" Mikan yelled, kicking Natsume on the shin.

A fuming Mikan dragged Sumire, leaving Natsume and his friends.

Once again, he heard their boisterous laughter.

'Argh! Damn it! That girl's really something', he thought in annoyance, still groaning in pain.