It’s lunch time.

It’s time for me to meet that guy. Right, that person named Nakazono Haruki. I recalled that night when he said absurd thing to me. Of all the boys I met and told their confession to me, he’s kind of different.

Yet, that night…. those words he said got me off guard. I never expected that he will say something like that.

“It’s not a confession, but my heart races whenever I recall it.”

That’s right; it surges my emotions whenever I recall it. Haruki is cute since the time I saw him. But there’s no way for me to get attract to him, right? Come on, Asahina Sakura, you’re a pristine woman.

“I wonder what those words meant about?”

Yet, from time to time, I kept mumbling those words. Why? I don’t even know myself.

Ugh, let’s just get over this and see him. Going to his classroom, I took a peek. He doesn’t seem to see me yet. Let’s take peek further—he’s gone? Where did he?

“Hi, Senior Asahina!” appearing in front of me, a smiling Haruki Nakazono almost got me to throw a punch on him. “You surprised me I almost punch you on face!”

I grunt out. I almost punched that cute face of yours! Stop startling me, please!

Goddamn it. I can’t resist to glance at him. Some of the boys are handsome, and way cooler than him… yet this guy. “So, Senior… where should we eat our lunch?”

Ah, right… I offered him to take lunch with me. But haven’t thought the place where we should. I guess I’ll ask him for it. He suggested somewhere behind the school grounds, so I agreed.

I guess he’s not trying to confess with me, right? I mean…

Getting on that place, we sit 3 inches apart from the bench. Seems Nakazono doesn’t seem to confess to me, huh. He’s really different from the others. I can entrust myself to him, and know him further.

He seems kind, reliable and cute. Huh? What… what the…? Don’t think weird things, Sakura! Nakazono Haruki is a guy you shouldn’t fully trusted yet. Let’s divert my thoughts into something else!

“Your packed lunch looks succulent, Nakazono.” I stated. Way to go, me! Let’s distract my thoughts.

“Want some, Senior?” he offers. “Is it all right?”

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Woah, he’s willing to share lunch with me. What a kind guy you are, Nakazono! Don’t mind if I do. Picking one from the viand he has, I took a bite and taste the succinctness of the meat.

“It’s good!”

“Really, thanks. My mom cooked it.”

Hoh. So his mom’s a great cook. I want to cook delicious food like this as well. I’m not getting boastful, but I also like cooking. Mom’s always busy with work to make ends meet.

So I’m the one preparing the meals for us. Even I cooked the packed lunch I have right now.

I also want to offer him my packed lunch, but I guess it won’t suit on his palate. So we just proceed on eating. He didn’t insist to eat with mine as well, so…

Then, Nakazono suddenly asked a question. “Why did you call me here?”

No particular reason. I was about to tell to him not to tell about the picture I got with Kei and Miyamoto to Kagome. Yet, I see he’s kind of fidgeting to the reason why I asked to eat lunch with him.

“What do you mean ‘call you here?’ Of course, to eat lunch with you.”

Let’s tease him a bit. He’s getting flustered from my answer. He’s getting cuter… No, stop, Sakura. You’re not getting to know him because he’s your type. You just admire him as a person.

Let’s continue our nonchalant conversation. “What do you mean ‘call you here?’ Of course, to eat lunch with you.” I answered. Yeah, one reason I called him here is to eat lunch together.

Also, the other reason is to see him. That time he said he want’s to know more about me captures me totally. It’s a first time an opposite sex tells they want to know me more.

He’s genuine to his feelings, and I believe he didn’t say it in a spur of a moment. A guy like him who wants to know me further, there are only few of them, though.

We continued our conversation, and from there I asked him to me by my name. I don’t want us to be distant from each other. Since knowing each other will build our mutual trusts.

And calling him by his name somewhat made me feel happy. No, why should I? We’re just getting to know each other. And he’s my accomplice to take the picture of Kei and Miyamoto.

Now, what could be the reason why he does want to know me? I mean, I agree with him. Wait… does he…?

“Say, Haruki…” I stated. Looking directly into his eyes, I proceed. “You’re not in love with me, right?”

Yeah, somewhat I have a doubt about it. The words he said, even if it’s not confession, what if it turns out to be like that in the future? “You’re not in love with me, do you…?”

Come on, answer me. Answer me. Give me a reason… I want to know. But that question shudder Haruki. He doesn’t know where to start. I don’t want to pursue this further so let’s just end this.

“...’Cause it would be bad if you fall in love with me.”

Yeah, it would be bad if you fall in love with me. You might regret choosing me if ever. I haven’t had experience with romance before, and I don’t want to be naive towards it.

I might also regret it as well.

“Huh?”

As if he’s trying to understand my words, Haruki’s brows fuzzed together. “… No, it’s nothing. Forget it.”

It’s better if I didn’t say anything. Haruki is kind, and does deserve someone better.

“Well, if you can’t say it to me, I guess I’ll have to wait.”

“Huh?”

That time he said those lines, a gentle smile bathing under the sunbeam through the branches of trees capture my eyes. His dimples, that deep hole-like on his cheeks shows the cuteness he has.

“No, it’s nothing…” he answered and giggled.

What… what the? What’s he want to say!? I got curious. “Hey! Come tell it to me! I’m curious!”

“I said it’s nothing!” he insisted not to tell while chuckling. No, it’s not nothing at all! I want him to tell what those words mean. I am curious.

Just as like how I’m curious ‘bout what it means for the words he told me that night,.