꧁♪♪♪꧂
"𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗱𝘀 ?"
"𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗴𝗮𝘆."
volleyball player kamisato ayaka may or may not have a huge crush on the student council secratary , l/n y/n.
and oh dear , she may...
you quickly slipped on your black thigh high stockings , speeding out of your room and picking up the school bag laid in the ground. it was currently 6:50 am and you were supposed to get to school at 7:00.
well , you didn't have to get there at 7. you were actually meant to get there at 7:30.
the thing was , you had a seemingly adorable childhood friend named kamisato ayaka. she was one of the best players in her schools volleyball team , while you were the student council secretary. she liked it when you walked to school with her , so now it became a habit for you to go thirty minutes early.
another morning where the first person i see is ayaka ! lucky mee~
you opened the door and exited your house , revealing a light blue haired girl waiting for you outside. her grey pleated skirt slightly flew around from the wind , the ribbon tied to her collar was a nice fit to her.
"good morning y/n !" she said , tucking a strand of hair behind her ears. ayaka clutched onto her school bag with both hands. you smiled.
"morning. sorry for coming out late. slept well ayaka ?" you asked. she nodded at your words. "i slept great ! it seems like you didn't though." the girl giggled. you tilted your head.
"what do you mean ?"
"your tie isn't done correctly."
she attempted to hold back her laughs as you let out a huff. clearly embarassed , you tried to fix the tie but stumbled between it from your shaky fingers. ayaka stopped walking and motioned you to face her. "i'll do it for you."
her pale fingers reached for your grey-pleated tie , carefully tightening the cloth and also tying it properly. she patted your upper chest gently.
"there we go !"
ohmygoodnessayakamarryme-
"thanks ayaka... i guess i can always count on you." you said. her smile grew with happiness. "it's an honor."
ayaka then looked away , pretending to look at the sakura blooms on the trees.
in reality , she was blushing so hard she felt sick from the heat.
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"yaka ! yakaaa !!!"
a young version of you ran towards the blue haired girl with a smile. the dirty white shirt you wore went over her knees while ayaka wore a lovely pink dress that was clean and tidy.
"y/n you're all dirty !" she gasped. frantically grabbing a hankerchief , ayaka quickly rubbed the dirt off of your face. you smiled. "well , i wanted to give you this and i got a little messy while getting it..."
you revealed to her a lovely branch of sakura flowers , the petals soft like silk and fragrance pure. she blushed. "you didn't have to... and what if you got injured ?!"
without batting an eye , you shrugged.
"well i wouldn't really mind getting a small scratch just to get you something."
ayaka sighed and held her hand. "you better not get hurt when we get married okay ! that's the day when we will be bound as significant others , so be careful not to hurt yourself. if you do you're gonna die and... and..." tears started welling up in her eyes.
"... and we can't live together forever like we promised !" she said with a devastated cry.
oh the simple emotions of children.
you awkwardly tensed up and attempted to stop her from crying. "hey don't cry yaka. i promise that i won't hurt myself that much ! so stop crying." you took your shirt and attempted to dry off the tears , only to get her fat cheeks even more dirty.
now her face is really dirty....
you sighed and gave her a hug , keeping her in your arms for a while until the sobs drowned out. ayaka let out a few sniffs.
"i'm sorry y/n... i don't wanna cry."
"well then stop crying !"
oh the simple thoughts of children , am i right ?
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first chapter is a small introduction , were gonna get on with it second update !! get ready
