After school.

Haruki heard his phone rings. Fishing it up on his pocket, he saw the unknown number appeared on the screen. “Who is this?” he mumbled. Clicking the answering button, he started.

“Hello?”

“Ah, hi! Haruki!”

A familiar giddy voice. That made his body twitch after hearing that voice. “Why do you have my number?” his voice shows annoyance. The person he’s talking to, Takigawa Shion, his ex-girlfriend.

“Well, I was about to ask you about your contact last time, but you suddenly left. So…”

That gave him a dreadful hitch. The one who left at the cafe before was Sakura. “… There isn’t much for us to talk about.”

He tried to calm and composed. Just hearing her voice makes him recall everything happened that day. “What’re you talking ‘bout? I’m just saying hi to you. There isn’t something wrong with that.”

Shion’s voice, her way of saying those words reminds him of those days they’re still dating. The painful memory of the past taunts him. “Haruki?” from behind him is Kira suddenly called.

He turns and shows a smile and nods. “I’ll catch up.” his lips move to give an answer, as Kira nods and left the classroom. Following his friend leaving the room, Haruki breathes deep and slowly exhales.

He then meekly opens his mouth. “What do you want?”

“Well, I was wondering if you’re free today? Can we meet?”

“Why?”

Shion didn’t speak for a second, and then… “I’m just missing you.”

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Those words, the words he never expected to hear suddenly engulfed through him. At the time he’s trying to forget everything rushed out of the moment.

Yet, he knows this just might be another trap she made. “Don’t give me bullshit.”

“No, I am really miss you. I want to catch up, like friends?”

Haruki can’t figure if this girl is telling truth or messing around. He let out an exasperation sigh and pinch his nose-bridge, closing his eyes.

“Haruki.” at the door is a familiar face. Luring by the sunset behind the windows at the corridor, Asahina Sakura stands at the door of his classroom. He turns and looks at the girl, showing a sweet smile.

His feelings torn out, between the thoughts of seeing the person he hates, and the person he likes. “Can you meet with me?”

Shion asked the question again at the other end of the line. “Yeah, I’ll go see you.” he mumbled. The anger in him surge; Asahina Sakura was the one who gave the contact to him.

“Let’s meet at the Arcade in the shopping district. I’ll wait for you there.” Shion added as she ends the call. Haruki puts her phone down and shoot on his pocket. Picking his things, he goes to the door where Sakura is.

“Let’s go home—”

“I made plans today, Senior. Sorry.”

Passing over her, Haruki didn’t look at her. Sakura, who got overwhelmed from what Haruki did, suddenly follows him.

“Well, let’s just walk until the gate—”

“Stop following me.”

A word, filled with coldness interrupt her words. Both of them halted from walking. “I never thought you will do something…”

At the silence of the hallway, Haruki’s voice nurtured. He faces Sakura, as the anger stalls his mind. “Why did you give my contact to her?”

“H-huh?” Sakura flinched as she heard the question.

“Why? You know that I hate her, right? The moment of that day I get mad. Why?”

“S-sorry, I didn’t know…”

Her voice shakes. She’s fretting while he’s glaring. Haruki bellowed softly, and heaves a deep, exasperation sigh.

“There’s nothing you can do about it.” he grunted and turns back to her.

“Haruki,” Sakura grabs his wrist and holds it tight. “I’m sorry….”

Her words are sincere; Sakura knows she made a mistake from him. And Haruki knows that she done it because she doesn’t know ‘bout her at all. Yet, the damage has been done.

“You can’t fix anything with sorry, Senior. You’ve done it.” luring on his voice is the hatred he bears. Sakura flinched on the prompt he speaks, and slowly let go. “I don’t want to see you for the meantime, Senior.”

Haruki walks off without looking at her. His mind is filled with hatred; the cloudy and mushy feelings taints him thorough. He spoke hurtful things to Sakura, and he does want to admit it.

“I hate you, but I get to hate myself more for being a fool.” through the silence of the hallway he walked, and those words left unsaid whispers in the wind.