Chapter 1: Love note

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1 week. It has only been one week since she found that letter.
"My fair maiden. Purer than the air that corrupted my lungs, but the only one who can take my breath away. My darling. The one who's smile makes me melt into a puddle of glee. My love. My only love. Though I wish you could see me as I see you."
                                              -Signed, Anonymous

Kinoko's heart fluttered the first time she read that note. No one had even given her such a sweet gift, a perfect gift in-fact. A true gift was a gift from the heart, she always told herself that. The petite girl left her room for the first time that morning, a smile beaming from ear-to-ear. She made her way to the common room, where Kendo stood, bashing Monoma again. Probably due to some rude remark. She didn't care.

Oh! Good morning Komori." The red-head spoke in a cheerful tone. One much different than the usual tone she spoke to Monoma with. "You look awfully cheerful." She continued.

"Mush be the weather!" The brunette replied, grabbing a glass of orange juice.

"A pun this early in the morning..?" Monoma asked with a groan. "It's 7:09. Too early for your mushroom puns." Kendo hit him over the head.

"Ignore him." Kendo responded with a smile.

"Well this was a lovely encounter! But I mush be on my way!" Komori beamed. She took a sip of her juice and skipped off, out the door.

Kendo's smile dropped. She picked Neito up by the collar to help him stand up.

"Well she seems much more cheerful than usual." The blonde mumbled.

"Monoma what did I say about getting into other's businesses?" Itsuka asked.

"Don't butt in.." Monoma told her.

"Good. Now get to class." Kendo remarked. She pushed him out the door and slammed it behind her. "God, sometimes I feel like I have to babysit him."


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