"Oh. What's up senpai?" I greet, my eyes momentarily lifting from my game. Saeko smiles in reply and dips her head in greeting. Her face reflects the light of the afternoon sun bleeding through the curtains, and I'm embarrassed to admit that my heart skipped a beat at the sight. There has to be a law for how good one can look, especially in this horror of a school uniform.

"Is Komuro-kun around?"

"He was. But, I think he went to get some food." I shrug. I look down at my game again and decide to switch it off. Ignoring someone is bad manners, and even a slob like me is unwillingly to stoop that low. I set aside my portable game console and stand up to usher her to a nearby seat. The astronomy clubroom is horribly small compared to the other school clubrooms, but seeing as there are only three members, namely Komuro, Morita and I, it suits our needs perfectly fine.

"Have a seat Senpai." I pass her a small bottle of cola, and take a seat on the opposite side of the small table. "So why are you looking for him? I mean, I'm just curious, it's fine if you don't want to tell me." I add quickly when I see her brows furrow.

Saeko laughs, the sound is oddly captivating, and takes a sip of her soft drink. "No, it's quite alright." She says, amused. "It's just that I received a letter of confession signed with his name earlier today and I–"

"Holy shit, really?" I nearly spit out my drink. She gives me a look and I scratch the back of my head apologetically. "Sorry, you were saying?"

"I received a love letter from Komuro-kun, so I was hoping to speak to him about it." Saeko looks quite confused and fingers the rim of the cola. "If I'm not mistaken, he's dating Miyamoto correct? This could cause some undue tension if it was indeed his."

Undue tension was an understatement. Rei would probably punt him off a five story building if she even catches wind of it. Better nip this problem in the bud before it gets spread like wildfire. God knows the students in this school are gossip mongers of the highest degree. They would put paparazzi's to shame.

"Did you bring the letter?" I ask, swallowing a mouthful of fizzy drink. "Can I see it?"

The kendo master nods and fishes out the neatly folded note. When she hands it to me, I immediately start laughing when I see what's written on the outside of the letter.

Her brow rises. "Is something the matter?"

I snort and show her the initials printed neatly onto the letter. "There's no way Komuro would do this. There's no way he's egoistic enough to write his own initials, and on a confession note no less. He's dramatic but not that dramatic." I chuckle.

She laughs softly at my words. "I see your point. But the handwriting inside is almost identical to his. His shorthand is quite unique."

I hum absentmindly as I skim through the contents. I nearly gag. This is some cheesy shit. Who the heck even uses 'Your eyes are like diamonds' anymore? Someone needs to direct whoever wrote this to a wiki page on how to write a 21st century love letter. No one with a functioning brain would–

Wait a sec…I think I've heard someone use that stupid line before. Who was it?

I rack my brains, taking another sip of cola as I do so. And then it hits me.

Someone who's familiar with Komuro's handwriting? Cheesy pick-up lines?

"It's fucking Morita." I groan, flopping back into my chair.

Saeko looks surprised that I came to this conclusion so I sit up and explain. "I think I know why that idiot did this. We had a…vote of sorts a few days ago and Komuro voted for Rei. Morita didn't take it all too well."

"I still don't understand why he felt the need to fake a letter." Saeko takes it back and eyes it with slight contempt. I have to bite down on my lip to keep from laughing. Leave it to that blonde haired moron to concoct such a hair brained scheme. Saeko-senpai wouldn't even give him a second glance after this shit he pulled. "I am rather interested in one thing, however. What were you three voting for?"

I feel my cheeks heat up at that question. Ugh…I don't want to tell her but it looks like there's no way out of this.

"We were…talking about who was the hottest girl in school. He made us vote! We didn't do it willingly." I groan lowly at the glint of amusement in her eye.

Flushing at the way she's observing me, I quickly take a sip of my already empty cola to mask my embarrassment. Judging by her smirk though, it seems like I'm doing a pretty shit job. "Komuro voted for his girlfriend and Morita voted for you."

At that, Saeko leans forward with a question on her lips. "And who did you vote for?"

The words roll off her tongue so smoothly that I have to look away before I spontaneously combusted. "E-Er. I voted for…you as well Senpai." I scratch my cheek and flush even darker when she laughs.

"Alright alright, I think I flattered you enough." I sulk, folding my arms. Saeko glances at me apologetically once she stops wheezing, though her smirk doesn't entirely disappear.

Damn you, Morita. I curse silently. He was so going to pay for this…