It’s been a week since I caught Haruki getting confessed by a junior. It’s also been a week since I stopped talking to him.

And it’s been a week since these mushy feelings keep taunting me. Since that day, I was afraid to meet him. Haruki, that guy must be dating that girl, right? I saw that girl’s also pretty and a bit bigger in chest department.

I am also big, too. No, it’s not the reason at all! Stop thinking strange things, Sakura. Also, we’re just friends so why am I acting like this?

We’re just knowing each other; deepening our relationship as friends. There’s no need for me to get annoyed by it. Who he chose to go out with doesn’t concern me.

Perhaps, that’s what my mind thinks… but my heart dictates the other way. It clenches tight whenever I recalled that day. And why did I ran away that day? Why do I feel frustrated?

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A rainy afternoon. The bell tolls, indicating the end of the class. “Sakura, let’s go home?” Kei called me, as well as Kagome. Both of them seemed getting along well.

“Ah, you two should go home… I forgot my umbrella.” I replied while preparing my bag. “Well, let’s ask Haruki if he has an umbrella, you two can share.”

Kagome chided in, saying his name. A chilly feeling rushes through me. “That’s right; Haruki might have an umbrella. You two can share.” Kei added with grin on her face.

These two, what are they thinking? “No, I’m not sharing an umbrella with a guy whose probably dating someone already.”

Right, that guy is probably having a good mood with that girl. Thinking them getting together gets me sulk. Why am I keep thinking about it?

“Oh, it’s the time already… I’ll go to practice. See you tomorrow, Kei… Sakura.”

Dashingly left the classroom, Kagome waves at us. Kei waves back as I nod to say my farewell to her. There are only few people here in the classroom, and the pouring of the rain clearly heard fron the outside.

The gray-hue sky symbols also of my feelings. It’s gloomy whenever I think of him. “Stop thinking of him, Sakura.” I mumbled to myself.

“Sakura,” Kei called. I turn to her as she gently smiles at me. “Whatever your decision to make, I’ll be here to support you.”

I smile at her and nods. She checked phone and giggled while looking at the screen. There’s only one person who can make her smile like this. “I’ll get going now, Sakura. See you.”

“Yeah, see you… Kei.” I waved at her and smiles. Like Kagome, Kei left the classroom in a dash. Now, I’m the only one left in the classroom. Leaning my head, resting down on my arms in my desk, I close my eyes.

The drops of rain hitting the window made me calm. The faint bustle of the classroom drifted my consciousness away. It made me feel relax; since that day, I’ve been lacking in sleep.

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And since that day that I cried over him, all my mind is his image. “I wish Haruki would come here to get me.” I faintly mumbled.

“Then, the person you’re waiting is here.”

Yeah, that voice… his voice that makes me feel safe and secured—huh?

My eyes widely opens and sees the figure that has been taunting my mind. “Yo.” the person I’ve been thinking about since that day appeared; showing nonchalant looks, while crouching on my desk. Our face are close to each other, that I almost feel his breath.

Flinching out of surprise, I quickly rise up and sit properly. “W—what are you doing here!?”my voice rises up as well, with a surprise and wonder how he came here.

My classmates has been gone home. We’re the only ones left here.

“Senior Sakagami asked me a favor. She said you forgot your umbrella.”

Huh? Kei did? That woman!

”Yeah, I forgot my umbrella. And? Why are you here?” I asked. My voice gives a hostile vibe, because I want to show my frustration. But Haruki seemed not fazed from my reaction.

He then stands and rummage on his bag. “I have an umbrella. Well, we’re going on same direction so I can walk with you.”

So, he came here to offer me an umbrella? But—

“So, let’s go home together—”

“What about her?”

That question just popped on my lips. I also got shocked from the question I asked. Haruki didn’t answer me, but instead, he grab a desk and linked it to mine.

He sits down beside me and rested his chin on his hand. “What do you mean, what about her?”

Oh, shit! His eyes narrowed, sneering cautiously at me. I quickly averted his gaze. Damn it! This is your fault! If you just turned down that girl… I…

Huh? Why am I hoping for her to turn down that girl? Am I hoping he do it? Why? Oh, my… what am I thinking? Calm down, Sakura! You two are just friends and nothing more!

“Hey, Senior Sakura.” he called.

Calling me by my name made me flinch. “No, it’s nothing. Forget it.”

“Eh? How should I forget it? You asked something unusual.”

“Huh? Unusual—” turning to face him, he then shows me a sweet and sincere smile. Also, his dimples showing, causing my face blush and my heart races.

He sparks; I feel like getting beckon to his smile right now. “No! Stop asking weird questions. It’ nothing, so forget it.”

Composing myself not to beckon on his looks, I gave a stern phrase and clears my throat. “Alright, if you say so… Senior.” Haruki answered. He stands from the chair and carry out his bag.

Fixing the position of the desk he borrowed, he goes to the door.

“Hey, where are you going?” I asked.

“What do you mean? Going home.” he answered.

What, what am I hoping right now? “I don’t have any reason to stay here. I asked you to go home, but you don’t seem want to walk with me…”

“No, it’s not that! I—I….”

My lips clammed. I can’t blurt the words I want to express. Why am I getting fidget right now…? All this time, I avoided talking to him. I avoid seeing him; calling his name… because….

“Don’t you already have a girlfriend?” that question dropped like a bomb. On the eerie silence of the room, where the gushing sound of raindrops filled in, a heavy atmosphere bestows.

“So, you already knew… huh?” through the eerie silence, those words quelled in. Filling my ears with each words, I look at him. His face turn grim after.

“Haruki…”

His lips give a deprecating smile, and his eyes turn gloomy after hearing my statement. “I… I didn’t mean to overheard it. I was, I was just worried about you. It’s the first time I saw you having a serious looks. So…”

“I see.” he answered and tepidly sigh. “But no worries, I turned her down.”

He lifts the sour mood with a smile. “I don’t have a girlfriend right now… so you don’t need to worry, okay?”

That word, that word that I’m hoping for him to tell suddenly nurtured. It’s as if a splash of cold water befall down to me.

“Huh? Who said I’m worried?! I mean, I just want to know whose the person you’re dating with!”

Oh, gosh… the happiness in me could burst anytime soon. But I need to composed. Also, the reaction he has a while ago… it bothered me. Why is he having that looks awhile ago?

I want to know what’s behind his expression. But it doesn’t matter. I now know he isn’t dating someone. So I can still stay with him, right?