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A Fanfiction by Originica

Genre: Romance (this time with happy ending(?))

Word Count: 1,349

Summary: Falling in love is troublesome. And what would you do if your crush with difficult personality never notices you? Luckily, Michiko has a or two friends to help her gain some attention from the perfectionist Ichi-sama.

Comment: FInally it’s done after six months, and woah, it’s quite long. I hope you won’t get bored reading this. Actually I tried to break it into two parts, but I don’t know where to, since it’ll be less interesting if it wasn’t a cliffhanger.

Special thanks to Himeko Sakura and Michiko Yuuta

~Happy Reading~

“Cheer up, Ichinomiya. You did great earlier-“

“Silence, Aose. You don’t know anything.”

“…no, not again.”

It’s not unusual for a depressed Ryouichi to be rude, no matter how friendly he actually is. The gloomy youth cornered in the empty classroom, while Haruhito trying to find his key locker in his bag.

“Screw my gets-nervous-easily nature,” Ryouichi whined, “I could’ve done better for a better score…”
A loud sigh followed by a small ring. When it comes to grades, no one can stop the perfectionist Ichi-sama.
“Seriously, not again, Ichinomiya. Anyway, I’m going to eat and leave you here alone with  your constant whining if you don’t get up. Now.”

Michiko Yuuta squealed like how she’s an in-love high school girl. When it comes to Ryouichi, she wouldn’t stop squealing and fangirling over the dark-haired youth. Sakura, who was walking beside her, seemed paying few to no attention to the girl’s rambling about Ryouichi.

It’s not like it’s something unusual, after all.

But sometimes, even just listening from Michiko’s cheery tone left a trace of happiness in her heart. She couldn’t hide her smile, and she admit she’s grateful that she had a friend that was able to (subconsciously) share her happiness with her.

Ichinomiya Ryouichi was a quite popular boy in the school, due to his intelligence… and perfectionism. He always put all-out efforts, to make sure he got the best grades. He had no major weakness, even his shyness wasn’t a big hindrance for him. He only had slight difficulty in public speaking and socializing.

“What was his name again? Aose Haruhito, isn’t it?”, she pondered for a while, “People say he’s one of the most mischievious one here, but he looks like a good person.”
Sakura wasn’t really paying attention, but she would be lying if she wasn’t startled at the name. She only shrugged while Michiko continued, “Not to mention he’s friendly to everyone. Weird.”

Sometimes Sakura wondered if Michiko had something else to talk about, anything but about boys. She’s used to Michiko’s gossiping and squealing, but she wanted to at least avoid talking about Haruhito.

“What do you think I should do, Sakuuuuu?”, Michiko whined, “I don’t even think he knows my name.”

Asking about boys and love life to Himeko Sakura was a great mistake.

“Maybe you should talk to him directly, don’t just give him codes or seek for attention like that. I don’t think he would understand, not even notice you,” she answered, though she really have no idea. “And stay positive, Micchi. I’m sure at least he knows your name and class. Almost everyone here knows you.”

“Awww, you’re my best friend, Saku,” Michiko squealed again, this time for a different reason. “Thank you for your advice. I’ll try to talk to him.”

Ryouichi almost choked on his drink.

“What? Me?”

Staring dumbfoundedly at the girl, Ryouichi waited for confirmation about what he’s just heard.

“Mmhm! You’re one of the smartest students I know, so I think you could teach me some of these.”

“But I’m not good at teaching- Ah, why don’t you ask Aose? He got over 90 for the last test, I’m sure he can teach you better than me. Anyway, a teacher called me earlier, so I have to go now. Sorry, see you later.”

And Ryouichi walked past Aose without another word and left the classroom before Aose or Michiko can stop him. After he completely disappeared, the classroom stayed silence for a while. Until the dark-haired girl screeched at Aose.

“You entered this classroom right when there is- no, there was a great timing for me to get Ichinomiya’s attention because I’m sure he could teach me some of these and-“


‘…crap,’ she thought. Meanwhile, Haruhito was laughing hysterically.
With that, Michiko slapped Haruhito at his back.
“Ouch! Wait, wait! I mean, listen!”
“Why do I have to listen to you?!”
“Calm down, Yuuta. I know you like him, and I know something useful for you.”

Michiko slumped. She couldn’t really trust Haruhito, plus from his reputation he can be an annoying bastard sometimes.
There was a brief silence before Haruhito continued.

Ryouichi sneezed suddenly, startling the youth which is sitting across him.

“Got a flu?” Haruhito asked.
“I feel more like someone is talking about me. Behind me.”
“Maybe girls,” Haruhito took the last bite of his sandwich. “You know how much they like gossiping over us.”
“You. Not us.” Ryouichi deadpanned.

“Well, look. I know that there’s this girl that likes you and tries to get your attention. But sadly you never notice her and she never stop trying.” Haruhito shifted on his seat and rested his chin on his left palm. Ryouichi raised his eyebrows.
“How do you know?”
“You know me. By looking at her, I know.”

Ryouichi sighed, displeased by Haruhito’s answer. “Yeah, whatever.”

“I know you don’t believe me, but at least give the girl some attention! She’d be very happy for sure.”
“…I’ll try to.”

“And that how it went,” Haruhito said finishing his story. “So you just need to stay positive like Saku-chan told you.”

Michiko startled a bit.

“Wait, what do you mean by Saku-chan-? How come you call her like that? Does she even allow you to? I don’t even think she knows you, neither you know her-“

“Aaanywaaaaay, it’s not like Ichinomiya’s avoiding you or anything. He may be a bit shy sometimes, especially with girls, but that’s how it is. So cheer up and don’t give up, I know you like him and I’ll support you too,” Haruhito winked. Michiko threw a glare in suspicion.

“You’re not avoiding my question, are you?”
“No, you -are- changing the topic. Or at least, you tried to.”
“I’m not! You are!”
“Nope. It’s obvious that you are.”
“I’m not! Don’t act like you know anything about me! And don’t spill it to anyone else if you don’t want your head to be hung in the basketball ring!”

As always, Michiko closed her locker with a loud bang, startling the girl standing next to her.

“Calm down, Micchi. You should be careful with your things,” Saku patted Michiko’s back, which was seemingly, annoyed. “I-“


Michiko turned slowly to see Ichinomiya walking into her direction, with books in his hand and bag hanging over his shoulder. She couldn’t help but start squealing inside. Oh, and not to forget, with Haruhito trailing behind Ichinomiya.

“I’m sorry, I was called by a teacher yesterday. And it seems Aose here hasn’t taught you yet, so if you still need to be taught…” Ichinomiya trailed.

It takes a few seconds for Michiko to process what was just happened.

“Ah, really? Thank you very much! But when are you able to teach me?” Michiko trying to hold back from grinning widely.

“Actually, when are you going to have the test? I’m free today and tomorrow.”

Saku, who was just finished packing her belongings, slumped her back over her shoulder and cut their conversation. “Um, Micchi? If you don’t mind, can I go home first?”

Michiko said to her friend, “It’s okay! See you tomorrow then, Saku-chan!”
“See you tomorrow, Micchi,” Sakura whispered, “And good luck.” “Aww, thank you, Saku-chan!” They high-fived, then Sakura walked past Ryouichi and Haruhito without another word. Fortunately she didn’t notice that the dark-haired youth had been eyeing her for a few seconds.

“Well, I’ll go too, then,” Haruhito shifted on his place. Ryouichi turned his head to him and commented, “you’re going home? This early? That’s so unusual of you.”
“Nah, I’m going to the gym,” he patted Ryouichi lightly on the shoulder, then jogged with a grin. “See ya!”

Meanwhile, Michiko was standing there, dumbfounded, with eyes sparkled and mouth slightly agape. Though, her joy was still gone unnoticeable by the youth. “Let’s go, then?”

The girl now trailed behind him silently. Although she knew that she mustn’t fail the next test, she couldn’t help but getting her focus scattered on her study.


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We Will Never, Ever, Can be Together

A Fanfiction by Originica

Genre: (sad) romance
Word Count: 1,025

Summary: Even though they love each other, she just knows that he isn’t for her.

Special thanks to Himeko Sakura and Michiko Yuuta

~Happy Reading~

It’s already past 5, and unusually Katagiri Sakura is still waiting for her driver to pick her up. She begins to regret the fact that she rejected her friend’s offer to ride her home, and she didn’t borrow one of her teacher’s phone to call her parent (since she didn’t remember her driver’s number), because all of the teacher’s gone home already. Because of the school rules, Sakura never brings her phone to school.

Her watch shows 5.30, and she shifted impatiently on her seat. The sky is getting darker, and the wind is quite chilly. It’s going to rain pretty soon, she thought, I really want to go home now.

Footsteps can be heard from the hallway, getting louder on each step. Sakura immediately turned, only to see a particular dark-haired boy strolling to her direction. He’s surprised a bit as he notices her. “Katagiri? It’s rare to see you this late,” he asks.

“It is,” she mumbled doubtfully as she gazes back to the outside. Haruhito sat beside her, and knowing what she needed, took out his phone from his pocket and brought it to her. “Here, call your parents.” She stares at his phone for a while, feeling between annoyance and confusion. “You bring your phone the school?” she asks in a rising tone. “…yes? Is something wrong?”

“Wrong? It’s against the rules.” He sneers at her as she sighed. “I don’t take it out while I’m still in school. Besides, no one cares. And it’s fine if you don’t want to use it,” he held out his phone once again, and after eyed him for a while, she took it and hurriedly typed a number.

“Yes… Father? I’m still in school right now… Oh, it’s my friends. What? Ah, I see. No, it’s fine, really. It’s just…”

Sakura looks up to the sky worriedly.

“Okay, father, I understand. Yes, love you too. See you later.”

She ends the call and handles the phone back to the boy. “Thank you,” she said. He just nodded and put back his phone to his pocket, “So, what happened?”

“Traffic jam. Not going to make it here in another hour. I can wait here, or take the bus.”

“The bus? But you still have to walk a bit far from here. Plus, it’s going to rain very soon.”

“That’s why I have to go. Now.”  With that, Sakura rushes to the school gate, but Haruhito stops her at her tracks. “I’ll walk you home.” he said calmly.

“No need. I’m fine by myself,” she refuses flatly.

“No, it’s raining. I got an umbrella here, and my house is in the same direction as yours.”
Knowing how stubborn Aose Haruhito is, Sakura doesn’t stand any chance to reject his offer.

“Don’t tell me you still have your hopes up for being my lover,” she bitterly said.

“Actually I do,” he thinks for a while, “but I won’t force you to love me back if you don’t want to.”

She sighed mentally in relief.

“Although, can I get your -honest- reason?”

The rain is getting heavier, though just for a bit. She cursed mentally.

You deserve someone far better than me.

“No, not now, but you’ll know pretty soon,” she paused. “Still, we will never be more than just friends.”

Sighing, Haruhito knows that Sakura will keep rejecting him. The way she rejects him even made he wondered if she has any heart.



“I’ve given my answer. I’ll take my leave if you don’t have anything left to say.”

He froze in his place, and snapped back into reality when she turned in her heels.

“W-wait!” He reaches out, “Why are you so sure-“

“Why?” She turned her head to look at him. “You’re loud, annoying, like to tease the others, go against rules and teachers, and your hair is dyed.”


“Then I’ll do anything you want!” he said without thinking. “As long as it’s beyond my capabilities, I’ll do anything!”

She pursed her lips. “Then stay away from my life.”

And she left without another word, leaving him speechless.

They sat in the bus silently. No more words spoken from either one of them.
Until the bus stopped for the 3rd time.

“Here, bring this with you for now.” Haruhito stands as he holds out his umbrella to Sakura.

What? She eyed the umbrella confusedly. “But-“

“My stop is here. It doesn’t seem like you want to walk with me, but I’d still insist you to take the umbrella. Don’t worry, my house isn’t far from here and the rain isn’t that big.”

She stayed silent for a while. “…no.”

“…uh, what?”

“My house isn’t far from the next stop. So if you don’t mind and if you want, you can walk me home.”

He’s a bit taken aback by her seriousness. Smiling, he sits back beside her as Sakura gives back his umbrella.

At least she’s not as rude as she used to be, he thought. He absent-mindedly took out his phone and glanced at the blank screen, then averted his gaze to the girl sitting beside him. Her bangs are covering her eyes, causing him to be unable to guess her mood right now.

The loud speaker snapped both of them back to the reality, and Sakura stands up without a word. “Let’s go,” both of them got out of the bus and walked to Sakura’s home. The rest of the walk was very silent.

Right in front of her house, she turns to him for a while.

“Thank you for today,” she smiles sadly, “and I’m sorry.”

“Who was that, sweetheart? I think I’ve never seen you walking with a boy before.”
Her mother eyed her suspiciously.
“He walked me home, mother.”
She tried to kill her own feelings for him.
“Oh, really? Anyway, you didn’t forget about our appointment with your fiancee, right?”
And she thought she did.
“Yes, mother. And we’re just acquaintance, no need to worry.”
But deep inside, she really wants to cry.
“I see. Good then, you should take a rest now.”
Because she still loves him, to the point she can’t change it anymore.