Passing notes | Kirizono [✔️]

More notes.

The next day rolled by, the idol happy to go to school. She looked out the window of the bus as she was gently nodding her head to the music that was playing on her headphones. The weather was beautiful, cherry blossom petals swarming around in the warm wind, fluffy clouds scattered around the baby blue sky.

She slightly smiled to herself, sensing a good day ahead of her. 

Sayaka entered school grounds, heading to one of her first class. It was only the second day yet the young girl already felt like she fit in.

The bell rang loudly, announcing it was finally time to start the school day. Sayaka had already sit down waiting patiently for her lavender haired friend, staring at the empty desk next to her.

As Kyoko took her seat, Sayaka, not saying a word, waved like the day before showing her bright smile. The detective only smiled back, the pale cheeks heating up to her friendly neighbour.

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The idol tapped the purple eyed girl as she offered a small note. Kyoko quickly took it, somewhat excited to read what it said.

The weather is so pretty today, isn't it? :O I wish everyday could be like this!!! 

Kyoko looked outside the window, admiring the beautiful view of the sakura trees. She then looked back at the piece of paper that was held gently in her hand as she grinned slightly. She's so cute. The detective ripped another small chunk of her notebook, once again starting their morning conversation through notes.

——- a few weeks past by.

So far, every note Sayaka had given to Kyoko was saved in a small folder, which she kept in her room, underneath her desk. At the end of the day, before doing anything, she would sit down on her bed as she read the wholesome conversations they'd have instead of listening to the teacher.

Those letters were basically the highlight of her day, being the most she'd ever communicated with someone, even it was through paper.

Though it was painful when Kyoko would walk through the halls only to see Sayaka talking to someone else, completely forgetting about the detective. She wish she could go up to her, and actually hear her voice but there was something that wasn't letting her.