I feel like the two girls invaded my life, due to my classmates starts barging me about what happened awhile ago. Everyone keeps asking me how I did get close to Kei and Kagome.

If they do know the reason, they might get full of hatred and envy… for sure. This really is something I should not show to others. I mean, being close with the two girls who are supposed to be together isn’t something a guy should be involved in.

“Hey, Kira…”

And now, another brewing storm is approaching. A storm that shows no mercy from me as she gazes with abhorrence; like I’m a dirt that can’t just be removed easily.

“Ms. Shirasawa…? What’s the matter?”

The school’s already ended. And I’m fixing all of my stuff to get home when she approached me out. Shirasawa Ayase, the girl who talked to me before about my relationship with Kei.

“You’re free today, right?”

“Huh? Ahm… Actually, I have an errand to do, so... I’ll excuse myself—”

Before I proceed, Shirasawa slammed my table with a mighty strength. Her teet gritted and bellows while glaring at me. “You are free, right?”

Her voice deepened, seems like saying no wouldn’t be a good option.

“Y—yes…” I meekly and reluctantly answered. Honestly, I become scared of someone showing intimidation. But confronting someone doing bad doesn’t give me any hesitation to confront. I don’t know why….

“Uhm… Ayase, let’s go home…” behind her is Kobayashi calling, her voice show hesitation to approach the girl. Shirasawa turns to her right then. “You go home first, Hinako. I’ll need to do something beforehand.”

You surely need to get closer to her, you know…? I’m looking forward for you two to go out. Shirasawa then turns to me again and grins. “Let’s have a good chat, shall we…?”

I feel like the chat we’re going to do isn’t something like a normal one. I feel dread right now. Damn it. Immediately, Shirasawa dragged me out of the classroom as Kobayashi watches us.

I glance at her, as she pouts at me. “You meanie!” though in a low voice, Kobayashi spits those words straight for me.

***

Shirasawa dragged me to the facade of the building where no students stand by, and pushes me on the wall. “Hey, what’s your deal with the two, huh?”

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Her voice show hostility. She really is eager to know what’s my relationship with Kei and Kagome. “Not only you target Senior Sakagami, even senior Yukiyama!?” Shirasawa’s eyes squint while sneering.

“Hey! Chill out! I told you I don’t have any special relationship with them, right?”

“Then, what about the thing you do with them during lunch, huh? Care to explain?!”

“Tha—that’s….”

Oh, fuck… she cornered me! But no, I must emphasize that there’s no meaning to all of it. I want to make things clear for her. “I told you, I like Senior Sakagami, yet you’re flirting with her.”

“No, I’m not! I swear I’m not!”

I vehemently denied her accusation. There’s no way I will fall in love with a girl who is supposed to be in love with another girl. I’m not into *cuckolding relationship.

A/N.: Cuckolding is a term for stealing another partner from someone in an intimacy way; showing dominance to his/ her lover that they can provide much better love, care and intimacy than their current partner does.

Shirasawa gripped my blazer; her teeth clenched. “Do you think I’m gonna believe in you, dumbass?”

Shit. She doesn’t want to listen to me anymore. I sighed exasperatedly and gripped her arm. “Ugh… you’re getting annoying.”

“What did you just say?!”

“I said, you’re getting on my nerves. You’re yapping and don’t listen to me.”

Ah, yeah… due to the constant failing of my plans for the heroines fall in love with the protagonist, her annoying words starts to make me pissed off.

Shirasawa bellows, her brows fuzzed in annoyance.

“Please stop this. I don’t plan to make Senior Sakagami fall in love with me, okay?”

“Hah, as if I’m going to believe you, asshole!” Grinning mockingly at me, Shirasawa replied. Right.There’s nothing I can do about the situation now, but to tell her the truth.

“You see,” I stated, letting off her hands from my blazer. “I’m not a kind of guy like you think of. And Senior Sakagami must fall in love with another woman.”

“Huh?! What are you talking about?! Are you serious?!” Shirasawa grunts at me. Still her anger hasn’t subsiding. This calls for desperate measure and annoying girls must shut up.

“Yeah, I am serious… And I want her to fall in love with Senior Yukiyama.”

That word made Shirasawa’s face shocked. “Eh… what?”

“I want Senior Sakagami and Senior Yukiyama to go out, and become a couple.”

Shirasawa’s lips trembled after hearing my words. She seemed about to cry, but holding it. “I want you to understand that it’s not my intention to make Senior Sakagami become closer to me. And I am rooting for you if you persuade her to fall for you.”

“Liar. You’re an asshole!” Shirasawa shouts at me. Looking downwards, she moves a step away from me. “You’re the worst. I hate you!”

“Yeah. Sure. Go hate me, I don’t care.”

My tone becomes mellow but firm. I don’t want to make any more hassle things from now on. Now, Shirasawa knows what I am to Kei, and must do the thing for my plan to see them fall for their respective partners.

“I HATE YOU, MOTHERFUCKER!” She screamed out and run away from me. That’s right; run away. You mustn't deal with a fellow like me. I am just a nobody in this world.

This is the world where I even not exists.

Exiting the façade of the building, I saw someone standing. It’s Kobayashi, and I believed she heard all of the things I’ve said. Her face show worry to me, but I just feigned her and walked past.

“Miyamoto…” she called.

I didn’t stopped from walking and ignored her call. “Miyamoto… Uhm, thank you!”

I have no idea about what she wants to thank about. And I didn’t even made a plan to call for her. Right now, all I want to make everything right. This story is a messed up one.

Since the time I started existing, the lives of the characters here turns upside down. Now, I’ll make this through.

I want to try, if this story is something to change, that I want everything to revamp.

If I am really a supposedly non-existent side character of this story, I will try not to exist in the first place.

I mustn’t exist at all in the first place.