บท 35: Is She... JEALOUS?!
I patiently waited for her to finish packing up her books then we both left the library as we went to the classroom.
Fortunately, we weren't attracting attention except for her- ahem besides most people were already in their respective classes waiting for lessons to start.
On the opposite direction right in the venue where our class is, I spotted Ichinose coming from the opposite direction like she was coming from our class and afterwards she spotted us and easily brushed it off.
Maybe it's just me.
But when the three of us crossed paths, I felt a bit uncomfortable.
The atmosphere felt a bit heavy for a moment.
Maybe I haven't completely forgotten what happened then and still traumatized.
I hope I'll forget about it and her soon.
It takes a toll on my poor brain.
"Umm, Takemoto…"
"You can just call me Sakurai, I mean, I call you Momo so it's no problem."
"Sa-sa, Saku-rai-"
"Good grief. Momo. You don't have to be that much apprehensive. Until you feel free and okay with using it, you can call me however you want."
"Okay."
"So, what is it about?"
"I don't know. That girl. When I saw her, I began to feel weird."
"Isn't that just your social anxiety acting up again."
"Although that may be part of it, it usually happens to me when there are too many people. But for no, it just feels… different."
"Different? How?"
"How do I put it. I don't know. For some reason I feel like she just kept on looking at us, even after she passed by us. I can even feel it now."
"Is that so?"
She must feel weird because of the animosity of the stare directed towards me.
Poor girl.
I turned my head to look at the girl who had just passed by us and the moment I did, she reflexively looked back to where she was going in an instant.
If I was a bit slower, I would have missed it.
Holy crap!
She still has grudges with me.
"I don't think you need think about it too much."
"I still don't know about that. I just can't get over that feeling."
"Trust me on this one. Well, you don't have to…On second thought, I changed my mind, don't trust me."
"It's a joke, right?"
"Didn't expect you to catch on quickly. Not in the slightest. Hooray for Momo."
I began to clap my hands in a sarcastic manner praising her for her brilliant deduction.
"What do you mean?"
"I'll leave that to your pretty imagination. Anyways, you don't have to worry too much."
When we entered the class, most people were already chatting rooted on their seats and we used stable diffusion to diffuse sneakily in the class without attracting too much attention and separating as we headed to our seats.
I dropped to my seat and placed my bag down to the floor.
"Morning Saku~."
"Good morning Sayumi."
"Hmmm… Someone seems to be in a very good mood today."
"What makes you think of that?"
"Usually you would just… 'Hey.' Like a malfunctioning robot."
"Do I do that?"
"Yes, you do."
"Wanna guess the reason why I am?"
"I can't seem to wrap my head around it. Why?"
"That's simply because I am talking to you."
She reacted immediately by a slight tinge of red on her face and tried to hide it by dismissing the thought and she repetitively failed which was a sight and made me a bit happy to see her like that.
And I want to keep seeing her like that too.
Yeah, I know.
"Nah. That's not it. I know you are just trying to flatter me. There's no way that's true."
"You don't believe me?"
"I want to but I can't seem to."
"You can't seem to. Is there any specific reason for that?"
"There's no reason. Just that you were not here in the morning then I saw you walking in with everyone's dear Momo."
Dear Momo? Why does that sound cynically bad in my ears?
"Sayumi. Are you jealous?"
"I would be lying if I said I wasn't. It's just so suspicious that you seem so happy after I saw you walking with her."
For real. For real.
"We were just studying. No need to think too much about it."
"With her?"
"Yep."
"You two."
"Yep."
"Together."
"Yep."
"Just the two of you."
"Yep."
"You were together?"
"Yep."
"Alone."
"Yep."
Why is this going nowhere?
Someone is definitely jealous and I'm loving it.
"Where?"
"Want to take a guess."
"The library."
"Good guess. But you're correct."
"Where did your language go?"
"I'm still talking properly so…"
"So Saku. What about studying with me?"
"Us two."
"Yep."
"Together."
"Yep."
"Just the two of us."
"Yep."
"Together?"
"Yep."
"Alone."
"Yep."
"Not a chance."
She pouted in frustration but it just made her prettier.
"Why not?"
"Because you flexed on me yesterday during practice. What if you do the same with books?"
"You still holding grudges over that."
"Why would I? It was your moment."
"Sigh. So you serious that you really don't want to study with me at all."
"Hmm, maybe I'll think about it."
"Jerk."
She sulked as she turned her head to the side looking away from me with her cheek resting on her palm supported by the hand on her desk.
I pushed my chair back then leaned my head over her desk meaning that I was viewing her from an up-side-down perspective.
"What are you doing? Get your head off my desk. You're such a jerk."
"I never realized this before but you tend to become prettier when you pout. I should find ways to do this more often."
"Leave me alone."
But your face says otherwise. You're red.
"But I don't feel like doing that."
"You're annoying."
She never looked at me not even once.
"I was merely joking. I'll gladly study together with you."
"Joking? You shouldn't play with a girl's feelings like that. Its disrespectful."
"But you always play with mine so that makes us even."
"I do?"
Seriously.
"Your acting skills are pretty weak. I can see right through you."
"You can see right through me huh."
Then she finally looked at me as she used both of her hands to hold my cheeks lining us together in the same angle as she leaned her head, lowering it and bringing it closer to mine without breaking eye contact as those silver eyes pierced mine like an enchantress and smiling that killer serene radiant smile at me illuminated by the brilliant rays of the morning sun.
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Hold up!
"Then Saku~." She squinted her eyes a bit in a gleeful manner still looking at me with those beautiful eyes.
"Tell me what you see."
Our heads were literally so close to the point that were we starting to draw attention in the class.
I could feel her breath tickling waves into my hair. Her short hair cascading down making contact with my hair and some of it on my face.
A mesmerizing unchanging combination of black hair resided between both of us.
Calm down me.
I have to calm down.
She got me.
My heart was acting out of order as I felt the need to do worse with her.
We both already crossed so many boundaries.
And we both didn't care about the intense gazes anticipating something unordinary to unfold right before their eyes.
"I see-"
Then our teacher, Momorioka entered at that instance catching the sight of the whole class staring anticipating daggers at us which redirected her gaze at us until finally, she saw us like that!
She ignored it then she addressed the class afterwards with a few announcements and updating us about the upcoming events like end of semester exams and school annual summer festival and after that, we delved into our lessons.
I hate it.
She got me.
And because of what she did, I was bursting with so much energy and liveliness, I didn't know what was happening to me.
I felt alive, to be honest.
I felt new.
And that's when the thoughts I've been trying to avoid all this time started surfacing like a turbulent virus in my mind.
I didn't want to believe it before, but now I do.
No matter which standpoint I view it from, I think she likes me.
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