things that fall - kuzusouda [rewritten]

petals

dear fuyuhiko,

how should i start? well first of all, i really like you. and i know you don't know who i am yet, but maybe one day i'll get to tell you. for now, though, i can't tell you my name. i might start leaving notes in your locker every day.

hey, did you know yesterday when you walked home from school you had some sakura petals resting on your bag? i mean, one was even on your head and you didn't notice. it was cute, i find you adorable, really. is that creepy? i promise im not stalking you, i just noticed from afar. god, this is stupid.

take care,
- s (as in secret admirer!)

"oh this is so fucking cheesy." fuyuhiko grimaces, holding the note in his hand. he would never admit it, but he was definitely blushing. he was embarrassed, although no one was near him he felt flustered. he never liked being called cute, he's a yakuza for god's sake. "they're such a coward, they won't even tell me in person."

"young master?" he tenses at the voice out of habit, relaxing slightly when he realizes its peko. he turns to her, shoving the note in a folder he had, he wanted to keep it for some reason. peko notices his flustered state, but doesn't comment on his red face. instead, she tilts her head slightly.

"what was that?" she doesn't mean to be nosy, but she knows they're friends and he usually tells her everything. not this time, though. he shakes his head, closing his locker as he composes himself.

"nothing important. lets just go." he says. she drops it quite quickly, walking beside him in silence.

but peko is observant, she notices the look on his face. he's deep in thought, trying to decipher something. she knows him all too well. her suspicions are confirmed once they enter the classroom, when he eyes everyone curiously and more attentively, which is something he never does. usually, the two keep to themselves not at all bothered by their classmates shenanigans. peko smirks to herself, coming to a conclusion.

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not proof read just vibes