Tezuka Kunimitsu has a sister who chases after a dream to become a professional ballerina in Germany. However, fate is playing game with her - leaves her with no choice but to abandon her dream and return to her homeland. She goes back to the abando...
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Of all the people she could meet in the hall, why did it have to be him?
Hikari was running as hard as she could, without looking back because there was no saying what she would do if she allowed herself to be lost in his embrace any longer. She was fortunate enough to reach her home without no one else at the moment to see her outburst. After closing the door, Hikari took a deep breath to ease her feeling, only to have her overflowing emotion cascading from her eyes. Holding herself tightly, Hikari rested her back on the door and slowly slid down.
"Because that glass slipper only fits your foot... It belongs only to you."
Why did he have to say that?
The last thing she wanted now was the reason to run into his arms.
"I hate you, Atobe Keigo... I hate you!" She pummelled the floor numerous times.
Ever since then, her brother would always pick her up from her school. After the commotion she caused, she obediently followed everything her family decided for her to compensate for everything she did. She did regain confidence in her relationship with him. Being loved had made her feel like her existence truly mattered. But she realised how reckless and stubborn she became against her own family.
Sighing, she glanced to the right and left for her brother, only to recall that he told her he couldn't pick her up that day because he had a tennis club meeting. Kotoha asked if she wanted to go to the ice cream parlour they usually visited but Hikari said she had her own engagement...
Her engagement with her own mind...
"Tezuka Hikari-san." Hikari turned around to see the blue-haired man she met during her visit to Hyotei, twice when she practised tennis. "I'm Oshitari Yūshi from Hyotei. We've met twice before, remember?"
"W-what do you want from me?" Hikari raised her bag, treating it as a shield while taking a few steps back. Knowing that he came from the same school and club, the man was probably being asked to do something with her.
