Forgotten (Dreamy days in West Tokyo fanfic) [ON HOLD]

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I've re-published 'E'. It's fixed.

Also...happy 2k reads for this book~! :D

Mitsuko's PoV

As the hot blonde guy who introduced himself as Mahiro waved and walked out of the gate. I blinked. He's hot. That's for sure. But I felt like I've seen him before. Like, before, as in, many years ago.

I couldn't even bring myself to talk to him. At least ask for his surname, right? That may ring a bell.

"Mitsu? Y'alright?" I heard Miyuki's concerned voice so I spun around, facing the main gate: "Yeah, I'm good. Let's go."

As we walk, we passed by the gym. I decided to take a glance inside. It was probably basketball practice, since there were many tall boys in jerseys. Hmm...I find that one with light reddish orange hair particularly good.

"Pass!" he shouted. Nice. Three-pointer.

I was standing besides the door, already inside. Miyuki stood beside me, by the door frame.

"Heads!" a player shouted as someone miss passed the ball and it comes flying our way. Miyuki ducked down immediately. But I'll take my chances. The ball was thrown directly at my face, I caught it an inch away from my nose.

"I am so sorry!" a girl came running down from the other side of the gym. She's probably the manager of the team.

Suddenly, an idea occurred to me. I glanced up at the nearest basket, which was still half-court away. It'll be both awkward and humiliating if I miss, but, as my motto, I'll take the chances.

In a swift motion, I tossed the ball towards that basket. Every single player seemed shocked that I, a girl (not to be sexist but this is reality), would even think about doing that.

"Whoo!" I shouted briefly when the ball went square into the net. Then turned and left as quickly as I came. Miyuki apologized to the team sheepishly before following me out.

"I'm not gonna always tidy up your messes, y'know!" she complains.

When we finally got back to black ship after a whole thing at Rihito's school, it was already five o'clock.

I set out my homework pages on the counter as soon as I enter, though. Because I didn't have time in class, I was too busy 'listening to teachers', I need to do it now.

"Now this is new." Ryuzo commented, "Mitsuko doing work."

"You make me sound like a lazy-ass." I remarked without even looking up. I was almost done with my math. Yes. Already.

"Which you are." Miyuki added. I didn't talk back, as a sign of silent agreement.

"Hey where's Ichigo?" I suddenly realize the tsundere who's usually making nasty remarks isn't here.

I've gotta feeling that he's avoiding me. And/or angry at me. But why? Did I do something??

"Dunno. He went straight home." Haruki said.

"Lemme copy your answers for the fill-in-the-blanks." Takeshi said to no one in particular, but I answer anyways:

"variable; 2; square meters; mL; km; 487m²; cannot." I narrated my answers, and he copies right on time.

"You think he's mad at me?" I suddenly ask out of nowhere.

"Who?" Ryuzo asks.

"Ichigo."

"Nah. He's just twisted. He's angry all the times." Ryuzo waved it off.

I dunno...maybe i should go talk to him later today.