I read the review, it reminded me that I wanted to translate my story into Spanish. I'm Mexican and wanted to share my story with the Spanish community. I decided not to since my grammar in English is terrible(Grammarly is my savior). I don't think I can write it in Spanish with correct grammar. If anyone wants to take up the challenge and translate my story into any language. Go ahead just don't forget to give me credit. Also my old works, I wrote fan fiction based on other's fan fiction. For those stories, give the original authors the credit.
Now enjoy our favorite senpai, Shiromeguri Meguri's Date.
As morning sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the small bathroom, Shiromeguri Meguri stood before the mirror, still groggy from sleep. She splashed her face with cool water, letting the refreshing sensation awaken her senses. Droplets glistened on her skin before trickling down, like tiny rivers eager to escape.
In the mirror's reflection, a good-looking girl gazed back. Her curly, shoulder-length brown hair was styled into twin braids, secured by vibrant pink clips. Two clips sparkled in the light on the right side of her head, while a single one rested gracefully on the left, adding a playful touch to her look. Her short fringe fell gently over her forehead, framing her grayish eyes, which held a warm sparkle of enthusiasm.
A soft smile spread across her lips, and Shiromeguri felt a rush of positivity as she admired her reflection. "Let's make today a good one," she murmured, the cheerfulness in her tone rising like the sun outside.
Today was supposed to be a day of rest and reflection. But as memories of yesterday surfaced, her smile faltered just slightly. She had spent hours moving her belongings from the student council room, the weight of her responsibilities finally lifting as she stepped down from her role as president. Although she had loved her time in the position, the physical exertion had left her more tired than expected.
Shaking off the remnants of fatigue, Shiromeguri took a moment to breathe deeply. "You did your best, Meguri," she reminded herself, her optimism gradually returning. She might be tired, but she knew how to bounce back. "Just one more day of school, and then a break!"
As she dried her face with a soft towel, she thought about her classmates and friends. They filled her days with joy and laughter, and being there for them was something she cherished deeply. It was part of what made her, her—the cheerful, outgoing, team-spirited girl who always tried her best and believed in the goodness of others.
With one last look at her reflection, Shiromeguri adjusted the clips in her hair, ensuring they were perfectly in place. "Let's go, Meguri!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with determination. Today would be different—today would be a day of joy.
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After finishing my morning routine, I wandered through the bustling hallways of Sobu High School, my mind swirling with thoughts. The noise of my classmates echoed around me, laughter and chatter filling the air. But today, I craved solitude. A space where I could reflect on my recent transition from student council president to a more ordinary student.
Normally, I would have enjoyed lunch in the student council room, surrounded by friends and the familiar comfort of teamwork. However, today felt different. I needed quiet, a chance to gather my thoughts without distractions.
As I strolled toward the back of the school, the sound of tennis balls bouncing reached my ears. Following the sound, I felt my heart lift as a salty breeze danced. I spotted a familiar figure sitting on the steps, his focus locked onto the tennis courts.
"Good afternoon, Hikigaya-kun," I greeted, my voice bright and cheerful as I settled beside him.
Hikigaya Hachiman glanced over, his expression shifting slightly from its usual aloofness. "Hey, Senpai," he replied, his tone nonchalant as he continued watching the tennis team practice, the sun glinting off the polished courts.
A sense of comfort settled me beside him, the cool breeze wrapping around us like a protective cocoon. "What are you doing out here?" I asked, noticing his relaxed posture as I leaned back, resting my weight on my hands.
"Just enjoying the view," he replied, still focused on the players. "They seem to be putting in a lot of effort."
I chuckled softly, appreciating his straightforwardness. "Always the observer, huh? You should join the team. I think you'd surprise everyone."
Hikigaya shrugged, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I'll pass. I'm not exactly the athletic type."
My laughter bubbled up, a light sound carried by the breeze. "You're more than you think, Hikigaya-kun! Maybe one day, you'll give it a shot." My playful tone contrasted with the peacefulness, but it felt refreshing.
As we sat in comfortable silence, the noise of the school faded away, replaced by the soft rustle of leaves. I reflected on the recent changes—leaving the student council, the friendships I cherished, and my hopes for the future. Next to me, Hikigaya's calmness felt grounding.
After a moment, I turned to him, curiosity brimming in my eyes. "What about you, Hikigaya-kun? How's the Service Club?"
He looked thoughtful before replying, "We've been getting closer. I've been spending time with each of them."
I smiled at his words. "Sounds like you've been going on dates lately. So, are you seeing Yukinoshita and Yuigahama?"
Hikigaya's cheeks colored slightly, his expression shifting with a hint of embarrassment. "It's not like that! We're just hanging out," he insisted, though his slight stammer suggested otherwise.
"Sure, Hikigaya-kun," I teased, my smile widening as I nudged him playfully. "Whatever you say!"
He rolled his eyes, but a small smile crept onto his face. "You're not going to let this go, are you?"
"Not a chance!" I laughed, the sound ringing through the air like music.
As the ocean breeze fluttered around us, Hikigaya seemed to relax, and for the first time in a while, a sense of tranquility settled in my heart.
We continued our lighthearted banter, and I listened closely as he spoke about Yukinoshita and Yuigahama. The more he shared, the more a playful smile crept across my face.
"Geez, Hikigaya-kun, it sounds like you've been going on multiple dates with multiple girls," I said, feigning exasperation. "What about me, your senpai?"
Hikigaya glanced over, a slight furrow in his brow, unsure whether I was being serious or teasing. "I'm not dating them, we're just hanging out."
My eyes sparkled with mischief as I leaned in, my teasing tone unmistakable. "How about taking me out on a date?"
To my surprise, Hikigaya paused, and for a moment, he was silent. His gaze dropped to the ground, and I held my breath, half-expecting him to brush off my playful suggestion. Instead, he finally spoke, his tone earnest. "I don't think I'm worthy of you, Senpai. But if you want to, I'd be honored… especially coming from a cute girl like you."
Heat rushed to my cheeks, catching me off guard. I hadn't expected such a sincere response. "W-what?" I stammered, my usual confidence faltering. "Hikigaya-kun, are you serious?"
He looked at me, his expression serious yet slightly bashful. "I mean it," he replied, his voice softer. "You're amazing, and I'm just… me."
I felt my heart race. "You're not just 'you,' Hikigaya-kun. You're way more than that." The moment hung between us, filled with an unexpected tension that left me both giddy and nervous.
I tried to regain my composure, laughing lightly to break the spell. "Well, if you're accepting my date offer, then we should plan something fun! I promise I won't make it boring."
Hikigaya looked thoughtful, scratching the back of his head. "Yeah, I guess we could figure something out." He seemed more relaxed now, the initial surprise fading as we returned to our comfortable rhythm.
"Perfect!" I exclaimed, excitement bubbling within me. "I'll hold you to that, Hikigaya-kun!"
With that, we fell back into easy conversation, the playful teasing continuing as we talked. The sun shone brightly overhead, but it was the warmth of our budding connection that truly lit up the moment.
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I awoke to the soft light of Sunday morning filtering through my curtains, excitement bubbling within me. Today was the day I'd been looking forward to—a date with Hikigaya. The thought made me smile as I stretched, shaking off the remnants of sleep.
After a quick breakfast, I hopped into the shower, letting the warm water wash away my morning grogginess. Once refreshed, I wrapped myself in a towel and headed to my room to prepare.
Opening my closet, my heart raced as I laid eyes on my outfit for the day. I carefully removed my light steel pink blouse from the hanger and, just as I held it up, I sneezed, catching myself off guard. Standing in my white bra, I quickly slipped into the blouse, not wanting to catch a cold before the date. The soft fabric felt warm against my skin, and the delicate puff sleeves added a touch of youthful charm.
Next, I slipped into a long, flowy chiffon skirt adorned with a soft floral print in shades of pink that danced around my legs as I moved. The skirt swayed gracefully, catching the light with each step and brushing against my ankles, giving me an almost ethereal quality. The gentle colors reflected my cheerful spirit, and I felt a surge of confidence wash over me.
After adjusting my blouse, I fastened a dainty gold necklace with tiny celestial stars around my neck, the delicate glint adding a romantic touch that perfectly complemented my outfit. I then reached for my small crossbody bag in a matching blush pink—both practical and chic, its sleek design wouldn't overpower my look yet had enough room for my essentials.
Turning to the mirror, I checked my reflection. My loose, wavy hair, styled, framed my face with soft curls that highlighted my features. Satisfied with my appearance, I nodded, my heart fluttering at the thought of how Hikigaya would react.
Picking up my white strappy sandals, I felt the gentle weight of the shoes in my hands as I headed toward the genkan to put them on. After securing the straps around my feet, I took a deep breath, feeling excited and nervous. Today was a new adventure, and I couldn't wait to see Hikigaya's reaction.
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As I approached the meeting spot, my heart raced in anticipation. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the park, but it was the figure standing under a nearby tree that caught my eye.
Hikigaya Hachiman was waiting, his medium-short black hair tousled and an ahoge sticking out at an angle, giving him a relaxed, carefree vibe. He wore a brown coat over a red flannel shirt, paired with dark denim jeans and black ankle boots, looking sharp yet effortlessly casual. If it weren't for his familiar deadpan expression, I might not have recognized him.
"Good morning, Hikigaya-kun," I greeted, my voice bright as I stepped closer.
"Yo, Senpai," he replied, his tone casual but warm.
Our eyes met, and I felt butterflies flutter in my stomach. Today felt special, and my heart quickened at the thought of spending time together.
I took another step forward, Hikigaya surprised me by reaching out and taking my hand, our fingers interlocking naturally. A blush crept across my cheeks at his unexpected boldness, and a warm feeling spread through me.
Hand in hand, we stepped into the park, laughter and the rustling leaves filling the air. The vibrant colors of the flowers and trees seemed to mirror the excitement in my heart as we walked side by side, each step deepening our connection.
As we strolled along the park's path, the sun filtered through the leaves above, and I felt completely at ease. The soft crunch of gravel underfoot accompanied our lighthearted conversation, making the moment perfect.
"I'm surprised you've been on dates with so many girls," I teased, as I glanced at him. "Do you always hold hands with them?" My tone was light, but I felt a genuine curiosity.
Hikigaya shrugged, a small smirk tugging at his lips. "Not exactly. Yukinoshita and Yuigahama prefer hand-holding. Isshiki wraps her arm around mine. Kawa—Saki's still shy, and our shoulders touch, only. Miura tries to reach for my hand but mostly gives up and pretends she doesn't care."
I giggled, picturing the scenarios he described. "So you're quite the ladies' man," I teased, my heart fluttering. "I guess I should feel flattered that you're holding my hand today."
"Maybe," he replied, his tone light but his eyes serious. "But I enjoy holding your hand."
His words brought a blush to my cheeks, and a soft smile crept across my face. We continued walking, laughter and playful banter flowing as naturally as the gentle breeze.
As we ventured deeper into the park, the scenery became more enchanting, and our conversation grew more personal. Each exchange felt like a step into a world where we could understand each other fully, free from the expectations of our everyday lives.
When lunchtime neared, we left the winding path and found a clearing under a large, shaded tree. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows that created a serene atmosphere perfect for a picnic.
"Here's good," Hikigaya said, satisfaction in his voice as he spread out a picnic sheet on the soft grass. We removed our shoes and settled onto the fabric, the cool earth the welcome relief from the warm sun.
Hikigaya opened his backpack, which seemed to sag under its weight, and pulled out a bento box with an assortment of neatly packed side dishes.
"Wow, you went all out," I said, my eyes widening at the spread before us. "Did you make all this?"
Hikigaya shrugged, a faint blush touching his cheeks. "I had some help," he admitted, glancing away. "But I put it together."
As we ate, the conversation flowed easily, laughter punctuating our bites. We swapped stories about our favorite foods, childhood memories, and funny moments from high school. Each laugh and smile brought us closer, and the atmosphere charged with lighthearted energy.
"This is delicious," I said, savoring a bite of perfectly seasoned chicken. "You know how to impress a girl with your cooking skills!"
Hikigaya chuckled a hint of pride in his eyes. "It's all about presentation," he replied, gesturing to the neat arrangement of side dishes. "But I'm glad you like it. The girls would be happy."
After our meal, we lounged in the shade, the sun's warmth mingling with the gentle breeze. As I wiggled my toes in the soft grass, an idea sparked. I poked Hikigaya's leg with my foot.
"H-hey! What are you doing?" he asked, looking down at my toes with a puzzled expression.
"Just testing the waters," I teased, stifling a laugh. "I didn't know you were ticklish!"
"Stop it, Senpai! Keep it up, and I'll have to punish you," he warned, his tone serious but his eyes gleaming with amusement.
With a cheeky grin, I poked him again, clearly enjoying his reaction. "I dare you to try!" I challenged, my laughter bubbling up.
Unable to resist my teasing, he lunged to catch my feet. We ended up in a playful wrestling match, with me giggling uncontrollably as I tried to evade his grasp. "You can't catch me!" I squealed, laughter echoing in the peaceful park.
Finally, he pinned my feet down, declaring triumphantly, "Got you!"
With a mischievous glint, he began tickling my feet, I burst into laughter. "Hikigaya! Stop, stop!" I pleaded, but then he shifted to a gentle foot massage.
AHH!
My laughter faded into a contented sigh as he kneaded my feet. The sensation was blissful, a perfect contrast to our earlier playfulness. "You're surprisingly good at this," I said, eyes half-closed as I enjoyed the massage.
Hikigaya shrugged, a touch embarrassed. "Just don't tell anyone. I have a reputation to maintain."
"Your secret's safe with me," I laughed softly. "Thank you."
We sat in comfortable silence, the sun filtering through the leaves above. The world seemed to fade away, leaving just us and the gentle rustling of leaves.
Soon, my eyelids grew heavy. I found myself nestling closer, resting my head on his lap. The last thing I remembered was the warmth of his hand gently stroking my hair.
Hikigaya looked down, his heart swelling as he watched me rest against him. He continued to pet my hair, feeling a deep sense of peace. Leaning back against the tree, he closed his eyes, surrendering to the serene atmosphere.
Minutes slipped by, and the world blurred around us. In that peaceful moment, under the tree's shelter and the soft sounds of nature, we found a quiet, shared solace. The worries of our daily lives faded, replaced by the simple joy of being together in that serene place.
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As the afternoon sun descended, we began to stir from our peaceful slumber. Half-asleep, Hikigaya leaned forward, still caught in a haze of dreams. At the same time, I shifted upward, my eyes fluttering open.
In that fleeting moment, our lips met—a soft, unexpected peck that sent a jolt through both of us. We registered what had just happened.
My cheeks flushed a deep crimson as I quickly sat up, heart pounding in my chest, unable to meet his eyes. Embarrassment washed over us, thickening the air with an undeniable intimacy.
We scrambled to our feet, suddenly conscious of how close we had been. "We should... um, pack up," Hikigaya suggested awkwardly, avoiding my gaze as he gathered our picnic items.
"Y-yeah, good idea," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. We hurriedly folded the picnic sheet and stuffed it back into his backpack, the tension palpable as we worked.
After we finished, we walked to the nearest trash bin to discard our waste. Hikigaya sorted the trash with slightly trembling hands, and I did the same, my mind racing with the memory of the kiss—my first kiss.
"Uh, so..." Hikigaya started, breaking the silence but trailing off, clearly at a loss for words.
"Right! Let's keep walking," I replied quickly, eager to move forward. We resumed our stroll through the park, still flustered, stealing glances at each other as that shared moment lingered in our minds.
With each step, our embarrassment gradually faded, but a new warmth lingered between us. The air felt different now, charged with an unspoken connection that shifted the dynamic of our relationship.
As we walked, I began to feel more at ease. The gentle breeze cooled my cheeks, and I couldn't help but look at Hikigaya, curiosity bubbling inside me.
"Hikigaya-kun," I said, my voice steady as I gathered my courage. "You seem experienced at this. How many girls have you kissed, sly playboy?" A teasing smile danced on my lips, though my heart raced at the thought of his answer.
Hikigaya's face turned beet red, and he quickly looked away, taken off guard. "S-Senpai... honestly, two. Including Yukinoshita and you," he murmured.
My eyes widened, my heart fluttering. "I-I see," I stammered, the reality of his words settling in. "So, two… with me included?"
"Y-yeah," he replied, cheeks deepening in color. "I'm no expert or anything. It just… happened."
We walked silently for a moment, letting the significance of his confession sink in. The realization that I was one of only two girls to share such an intimate moment with Hikigaya made my heart race.
"So, um..." I began, curiosity getting the better of me. "How was it… with Yukinoshita?"
He hesitated, scratching the back of his head. "It was… unexpected, and quick. It wasn't planned or anything; she just... well, she can be assertive like that."
I nodded, my thoughts racing. "And… our kiss?" I asked, my voice soft as I looked at him, my heart pounding.
"It was... different," he said, the corners of his mouth lifting in a shy smile.
A blush crept up my cheeks, and I felt a warmth spread through me. "I'm glad to hear that," I replied softly, my gaze dropping to the ground.
The sun dipped lower, casting a warm golden light around us, enhancing the dreamlike quality of the moment. The park's flowers and lush greenery seemed to frame us in a perfect scene, deepening the intimacy of our conversation.
"Hey, Senpai," Hikigaya spoke suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence. "Do you think we could... you know, kiss again? When the time feels right, I mean."
My breath caught in my throat, blushing. "I… I'd like that," I managed, a shy smile breaking through.
We continued our stroll, feeling a newfound connection that made each step seem lighter.
When we reached my house, we lingered by the door, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. I rocked on my feet, hands tucked behind my back, and looked up at him, memories of our day together flashing through my mind—the laughter, the quiet moments, the kiss that took us by surprise.
Even after the kiss, we still held hands like a real couple, and I felt my heart race again. Swallowing my nerves, I lifted myself onto my tiptoes, leaning in with purpose this time.
Our lips met again, but this kiss was different—deeper, more deliberate. Hikigaya's hand on my waist, gently pulling me closer. My heart raced as I melted into the kiss, savoring the warmth and connection between us. Time stood still as we stayed like that, sharing a moment far more intimate than before.
When we finally parted, we were both breathless, cheeks flushed as we steadied our breathing.
"I had fun, Hikigaya-kun," I whispered, a soft smile lighting up my face.
"I... I did too, Senpai," he replied, his usual deadpan expression now softened by something warmer.
A comfortable silence hung between us as we stood. We savor the memory.
"Good night, Hikigaya-kun," I said gently, my smile lingering.
"Night, Senpai," he replied, that new warmth was still in his gaze.
With one last glance, I stepped inside, my heart still fluttering. Once the door closed, I rushed up the stairs, excitement bubbling. I threw myself onto my bed, replaying the day in my mind.
Unable to contain my joy and embarrassment, I found myself flailing around like a character in a teen movie, clasping my hands over my flushed face as the memory of our kiss looped through my thoughts, a giddy smile never leaving my lips.
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Later that night, I lay in bed, my green nightgown softly draped over me as I stared up at the ceiling, my mind still buzzing from the day's events. The room was quiet, with only the gentle hum of the night outside as I pulled the blankets up around my shoulders, lost in thought.
"Hikigaya-kun, I had fun," I whispered to myself, a smile creeping across my lips as I replayed our shared moments—walking hand in hand, our conversations, the unexpected kisses, and the warmth of his hand on my waist.
My heart fluttered, and I turned onto my side, hugging my pillow close. "Maybe…" I mused, a mischievous glint sparking in my eyes. "Maybe I should put my name in the goblet." A playful smile spread across my face as the thought took hold.
I knew I wasn't the only one interested in Hikigaya. He had grown close to Yukinoshita, Yuigahama, and even Isshiki. But the idea of competing for his attention? The challenge felt exciting. "I have plenty of competition for Hikigaya..."
My smile widened as I imagined the fun of standing my ground. "Yes," I thought with determination. "That could be fun."
With that final thought, I closed my eyes, my smile lingering as I drifted off to sleep, my dreams filled with possibilities.