I don’t even know why I even said I want to learn more about Kei. It’s not in a romantic way; I want to learn more of her as a friend. But is it really only for the sake of friendship?

We board the train and sits at the chair inside. There are somewhat numerous passengers on board right now, but I tried not to make things awkward between us. I mustn’t make this awkward.

“Say, Kira…” with her soft voice, Kei called me.

Turning sideways to look at her, she proceeds. “About us…”

Huh? What about us? Her face flushed, all while trying to continue talking. I also feel flustered about what she’s trying to imply. We’re not meant for each other at all, but knowing her feelings for me makes my chest feels like exploding.

“... I,” I stated, trailing the next words to her.

“I want us to… stay what we are.” I answered. Yeah, this is good—wrong! Why am I saying this!? I’m not the one Kei must pursue! It’s Kagome she must supposed to chase! Why me!?

“Okay, I understand.” Kei smiles at me, still her face flushed. Damn, looking at her showing this smile is cute! NO! NO, NO! Stop it, Kira! You can’t make this hard further for you!

Fuck, what am I even doing? I promised Kagome to help her get closer to Kei. Now, my plan’s getting stray further.

“And I also want to thank you, for accompanying me today. I really appreciate that you are there.”

“Yeah, I also like going detours after school.”

My overwhelming feelings tries to surge, but I need to hide it. This is Kei we’re talking to. I must be composed, and let not know to her that I’m happy she likes me. No! There’s no way I can be happy with the girl who must supposed to like someone else!

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What’s happening to me!?

I can’t get giddy to this mood right now. This isn’t why I’m here for!

“Say, Kira…” Kei asked again. “Huh?” I mumbled.

“If you want, shall we have lunch? Just the two of us… tomorrow?”

Eh? What…? What the—No way!? Is this getting serious now?!

“Ah, uhm…?” I mumbled, showing hesitation to her offer. If I pushed this further, things will get tangled, and I can’t revert it.

“Is… that a no?” Kei asked.

Ah, come on! This is hassle! I want to… but what about Kagome!? I want Kagome and her to be closer. Why am I getting in between them?! “I want to know more about you, Kira… so…”

“All right!” I firmly answered. Yeah, as much as I want to learn more of Kei, and she wants to learn about me, we must give a mutual things together to gain each others’ trust. Right, I’m doing this just to humor her, and to clarify these uncertain feelings inside me.

The questions through me, why am I feel happy when I knew she likes me instead of the heroine, and why can’t I just make things get easy for both of us by rejecting her. If I am really cared for both of them, I must do the right thing.

Yet, I can’t bring myself to reject her.

Announcing on the PA about the next station, I stood up from my seat and gets to the door when Kei suddenly grabs my hand. “What is it?”

“No, I… I just want to say…. see you tomorrow?”

Slipping those words out of her mouth, Kei smiles as her face flushed again. This girl, seriously, if she can’t get used to say embarrassing things, she must stop it. But, I can’t helped but to think that it’s her cute side.

“Yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow, Senior.” I smile at her. Arriving at the station where I board off, I stand at the door… but Kei suddenly stand up and stands beside me.

What happened next caught me off guard as she leaned towards me and kiss my cheek. With the exact moment the door opens, I turn sideways to look at her, as she playfully smiles at me.

“I will see you tomorrow, Kira. Take care.”

That charming smile of her captured me completely; leaving me in awe as I see her waving. The door closes and the train runs. Leaving me behind, standing while trying to process everything that happened.

At that moment, I just feel the rush of every happening through my mind. My face suddenly feels hot. I feel that the steam let out from my whole body.

And that time, I crouched, holding my face both with my palms and screams. I don’t even know if the crowd sees me struggling, or they find me funny or weird. All I know is what I don’t even expect happened this time.

With the person whose I have conflicting feelings for.