You were putting in the combination for your locker when someone kissed you lightly on your cheek. Your eyebrow twitched and you looked over your shoulder at your childhood friend. "Tatsuya! Stop doing that!"
He smiled. "Good morning, (F/N)."
"Don't 'good morning' me." you huffed. "This isn't America. People don't greet each other with kisses here. Did you catch Alex's kissing bug or something?" then you remembered something. "But then again didn't you scold Alex the last time she tried to kiss you?"
"Well, I want to kiss you, (F/N)." to prove this, he leaned over and pecked your brow with an amused smile. "I am just keeping the tradition going. I always greeted you with a kiss back in America too."
Blushing, you pushed him away slightly, ignoring the whispers of his fangirls around you. "Whatever. Just hurry up and go to morning practice."
Himuro chuckled and started to put in the combination to his shoe locker - two lockers away from yours. "Will you come and wa-" he was cut off when several letters fell out of his locker. "Oh."
"Only four today? Didn't you get six yesterday?" you pouted. "Tsk. I hate you. How can you be so popular?"
He sighed, putting the love letters into his school bag. "I'll prefer not having to reject anyone's feeling on a daily basis." You shrugged. It must be nice for Himuro to be so popular. Even when the two of you were still in America, he had been incredibly popular with the ladies.
You, on the other hand, were not. Unlike him, you weren't very friendly and sociable. You preferred to be alone reading than having to force yourself in into a conversation you didn't get. It was a bit lonely but you'd got Himuro so...
Ah, but then again, he was so popular. He could snag any girl with ease.
Truthfully, you were very afraid you would be left alone by your best childhood friend and your crush. Should that happen, you'd already planned on moving to Seirin to be with your other friend Kagami. You'd feel sad though, no doubt. You'd probably cry all night long.
You opened the locker and took your indoor shoes out but you were stopped when you saw something unfamiliar atop of your shoes. You took it out, examining it. It held no name.
"(F/N), what is that?" Himuro asked, coming to your side.
"I don't know. It's in my locker." You ripped the envelope open and unfolded the letters inside. 'Someone must have mistaken my locker for someone else's.' was what you wanted to say but the name on top of the letter made it clear who the letter was directed to.
Dear (L/N) (F/N),
I have always watched you from afar. You have the most beautiful (E/C) eyes and the brightest smile I have ever seen. In short, I've fallen for you at first sight. If it isn't too much trouble, will you meet me behind the gym after school? I will be waiting.
Lots of love,
O.K
"O.K?" Himuro mumbled, eyebrows furrowed and eyes narrowed. "There's only one O.K we both know."
You folded the letter and put it in your bag. "I don't know any O.K." You huffed.
He blinked. "Huh? But-"
"It's okay, Tatsuya. I'll meet him after school anyway." You smiled a little. "It's kind of exciting. I wonder what kind of person this O.K is." Although you wouldn't be able to accept this O.K since you're stupidly in love with Himuro, you're happy someone could like you like that. You got to thank O.K properly.
