His Equal

Won't Lose

I wasn't expecting to hear that. I didn't even know she was going to be there. Those two never hangout together outside of school hours. How was I supposed to know they would be there? I didn't mean to overhear her confession, about her feelings. She prided herself on seeing everyone and everything in what she described as a 'crystal clear lens', not the rose-tinted glasses she claimed everyone else wore.

I left the moment I heard her say it, and I didn't bother saying anything about it to her. Why should I? She's someone I care for, and I don't want to disrespect her private conversation with Nonomura. It wasn't supposed to be something I heard about. But for some unearthly reason, something inside of me is elated to hear that. Why would I be happy to hear that?

I groaned, kicking my soccer ball at my wall repeatedly. I need to get my mind off of what I heard. "I have a crush on Gakashu Asano." She isn't going to get out of my head, is she? Damn it, why don't I have any homework to do? Oh yes, because I finished all of it already, and that's how I ended up in this mess the first place! I heard my father enter my room, and glanced over to see a wry grin on his face. What does he want from me?

"Seems like you have some frustration there, son. Or, perhaps it's something joyous, but you're overthinking it. Making another dent in the wall because of it, no? Something to do with that girl you've made friends with," He questioned, causing me to furrow my brows. He doesn't need to know my business.

"Nothing to be concerned with, father. Why are you so curious about my social life now? You've only shown an interest in my academic performance, father." My father grinned, before he made his way further into my room, where my desk was. Grabbing my phone, and turning it on. "Because my dear boy, you never bothered with the little things til you met her. Say, your background on your phone for instance. A picture of the two of you, and that frame on your desk as well," He pointed, my eyes landing on another photo of Asuka.

I scoffed, folding my arms against my chest. "I can't have a couple photos now? Seems a bit weak, even for you," I retorted, causing him to lean against my desk. "Ah that would be the case if you had any other photos, but you don't. The photos you do have, all include her. So, is she what most people refer to as the one?" I felt my eye twitch, knowing I had nothing else to rebuttal with. I turned away instead, and didn't answer his last question. Such an odd thing to ask, especially if he's the one asking.

"I highly doubt you know that yourself yet. But as long as she's challenging, and is thoroughly intelligent, I don't see why you shouldn't try your chances. Another thing you could excel at, if you wanted to. Although, do ask why she has stayed in the exact same spot in all of her exams. It's most fascinating, don't you agree? Dinner will be ready soon as well," He spoke, before he left my room. What was that? Was that my father speaking?

I looked at the picture frame he pointed at, seeing Asuka smiling in the photo, holding her camera. This photo was one I took of her, with one of her cameras. She insisted, and I relented. She printed it out, one for herself and one for me. She said it was to have a physical memory of my first time taking a photograph that wasn't on a phone. It was a rather tedious day. But, something about it was nice, I suppose.

I think, I understand why I was happy hearing about her confession. I do understand, although, I'd rather not understand why. She is intriguing, I'll give her that. She's a unique individual, intelligent in the way of the world, not in a school setting. She sees more than anyone else possibly could, and she helps others, befriending them at the very end. She's special, but it's not what Nonomura and Akabane have. But, it's special, nonetheless. I don't plan on losing that, not to anyone else that thinks they have a shot.

I grabbed my phone, searching through the contacts til I found Asuka. I typed out a message to her, and sent it. I won't lose my shot, but for the time being, I think it's best if I let her take the lead. I'm rather curious to see how she reacts after admitting how she felt, out loud.

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After having a very refreshing talk with Asuka yesterday, I was at Karma's telling him everything that she said. I was in his arms, while he stroked my head, listening to me speak. "So, you saw him and decided to see if he would hear what she would say? Isn't that a bit conniving, even for you," Karma wondered, a small smirk on his face.

"Yes, I'll admit it's not something I would have done usually. But I don't think those two would have done anything about how they felt. Asuka hides herself with her camera, and Asano would never say anything about how he felt if he wasn't sure it would turn out good! The two are both very smart people, but it's because of how smart they are they isolate themselves from each other! Someone had to do something about those two," I ranted, causing Karma to arch a brow.

"Sounding like the octopus there. I think it'll make things interesting," He noted, a mischievous glint appearing in his eye. "Karma, no. You're not going to torment Asano because of his love life! He's finally letting loose, and it's because of Asuka. He's also done a lot for us since we started High School together, and I think it's his way of acknowledging us as his equals." Karma's eyebrow twitched, and he looked out his window.

"Or, trying to make up for something," He muttered, causing my to furrow my eyebrows. "What?" Karma smirked at me, kissing my temple. "Nothing, don't worry about it Sakura."