Passing notes | Kirizono [✔️]

[FINALE] Let me hear you say I love you.

((Decided this should be a 2 parter lol))

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The detective's misty purple eyes slowly and sleepily opened as she noticed a small high pitched noise coming from her phone that was was sitting next to her. She grunted, wondering whether it was just her imagination. Yet, when she picked up the small device, she squinted her eyes to see an unknown number was calling her.

Without thinking, she accepted the call as she placed it up to her ear, without greeting herself, she waited for the person to identify themselves.

"Uh.. K-Kirigiri-san..?" 

Kyoko suddenly felt her heart skip a beat as her eyes widened. It was Sayaka. The beautiful girl that lit up her world, she was calling her on the night she was going out with her date. She opened her mouth slightly, though nothing came out. 

"Ah I see.. that note.." the idol said, almost if she were talking to herself, "that wasn't for me right?.." 

The detective's breathing went shaky as she wasn't sure how to reply, she could hear the disappointment in the girl's voice.

"Well then before I-I go I need to say something" 

The taller girl froze. She didn't want her to go. She wanted to hear her voice forever.

"I..I-I.. I love you Kirigiri-san..!" She somewhat whispered into her phone, her voice trembling and cracking up as if she were crying. The line went silent as the deceive sat still, her heart plummeting down to it's core. 

Her other hand touched her face as she could feel the heat burning through her glove, red blush coating her entire face.

"Maizono-san.." Kyoko quietly said. 

"I love you too"

She calmly replied, Kyoko's silky voice causing Sayaka to go speechless.

It was.. shocking. Imagine, the first real words you ever hear the love of your life say to you was they loved you. The idol melted right then and there, heating up as much as the detective. She could feel her body going numb with joy as she took a moment to process how.. beautiful and amazing Kyoko was.

She'd always been the one in her eyes. The one who always made her feel at ease no matter how much rain there was that day. The one who she could stare at in class instead of learning. The one she could talk with without worrying.

At the end of this story, it was always meant to be.