Ayatsuji Kokono sprinted down the empty halls of his highschool, feeling the air flow past him as he ran. It was the middle of the first semester but it was also the most exciting day of Kokono's life. Today was the day he would confess his love to his crush and childhood friend, Tsujiri Yamada.
Sure, the whole thing was quite cliché. Boy meets girl when they're kids, they grow really close, separate throughout middle school, and then reunite in highschool and then it turns out the girl is actually the most beautiful and smart girl in school so the boy has little to no chances of actually going out with the girl. But this didn't matter to Kokono. Yamada was his closest friend, they've known each other since kindergarten and were together until the end of elementary school. They met again in the 7th grade but didn't have all that many classes together.
But now, finally, this year they had all but one class together, homeroom. Kokono loved Yamada with all his heart and wouldn't dare trade her for the world. She was his favorite person, second to his parents actually. It's a bit much but he didn't really care.
Tired and out of breath, Kokono had at last made it to his class. He carefully opened the door, knowing he was way beyond just late. He had missed half the class and was probably marked absent after this.
Despite the room being full, the class was completely quiet. So quiet he could hear other classes doing their simple work. Kokono's teacher, Mrs. Misaki, sat at her desk as she worked on papers. Kokono couldn't tell what the papers were considering they were on opposite sides of the room. She didn't look at him so Kokono assumed he was either unnoticed or was getting let off lightly.
In an attempt to avoid Mrs.Misaki's scolding, Kokono quietly shuffled his way to his assigned seat. He looked up at the black board and read the words on it. "Please take out your notebooks and copy what is written below." The words were carefully written in a neat, flawless cursive. Kokono reached for his bag and dug in it a bit before pulling out a pencil box and a red notebook that had little gold stars on it.
"You're late, Kokono. Do you have a pass?" Kokono wearily lifted his head to look at Mrs.Misaki. "No ma'am." "What was that?" She asked, staring at Kokono through her sage green rim glasses.
"No ma'am." Kokono repeated, feeling very, very embarrassed. "I didn't think so, You have lunch detention today." Kokono nodded, looking down in shame. "Yes ma'am." Mrs.Misaki was never the type of teacher to let someone off easy, unlike her husband, Mr.Misaki, who was the most kind, patient, and laid back head councilor Kokono has ever met. Kokono was pretty much convinced that if literally anyone were to stab that man, he would apologize for staining the knife.
It was truly astonishing how he and Mrs.Misaki got married in the first place.
Class ended as soon as it started. Kokono walked out of the classroom last as always. He never really looked back at Mrs.Misaki, knowing she was still side-eyeing him.
On his journey to his next class, Kokono spotted Yamada, trying to tie her shoes. It was really cute for some reason seeing her pout and struggle. No one really knows why but Yamada had always struggled to tie her shoes. It was like it was against the rules of the universe. "Tsujiri!" He called, making his way to her. "Oh, Hey!!" She called back, waving with her left hand and holding her laces with her right.
A smile of joy and purity was plastered on her face. Not a bump was in sight and her clear skin. Her short black hair was put up into a small ponytail and her button nose pointed at Kokono as she faced him. The halls were about empty and the two of them were practically the only ones there.
"Shouldn't you be in class?" Yamada asked, untying her laces and redoing them. "I should say the same to you. You're never late." Kokono crouched down to Yamada's level and helped her tie her shoes properly. "Hey, the tardy bell technically hasn't rung yet. Plus, these laces are driving me crazy." "I told you to get loafers." Kokono responded, moving on to her other shoe. Yamada groaned, throwing her bag over her shoulder, "But loafers are so hard to fit! They're either to big or too small!" "Or maybe your bad at picking shoe sizes." Kokono snickered as he finished tying Yamada's shoe.
"Shh- you're not supposed to say that!" Kokono smiled at Yamada as he helped her up to her feet. "Anyways, thanks for helping me out. I was about to give up, honestly. Now let's get to class beforewe really are late." Yamada said, grabbing Kokono's hand and leading him to their next class.
Yamada had a delicate grip. Her skin was soft and her hands were warm. At that moment, Kokono could feel butterflies fluttering about in his stomach. Oh how he wished it would last forever.
The duo reached their class just before the bell. The tiredly sat side by side at the back of the class waiting for algebra to begin. Eventually, Kokono grew visibly bored. He began to nod off, falling asleep. But just as we was going to take a nice, long nap, Yamada tapped his shoulder and passed him a folded piece of paper.
Curious, Kokono opened the paper and read the words on it. He then wrote a response and passed it back. This went on back and forth for a while before Yamada passed another response.
Kokono opened the paper and caught himself before he could burst out laughing. Yamada looked to him and started to snicker. Her laugh was like music to Kokono's ears. However it was also contagious. And so, the two of them were in the back of the class, snickering and giggling. It was truly luck that they weren't noticed or called on throughout the whole class.
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The day had finally come to the end and Kokono was ready. He was read to confess his feelings to Yamada. He was walking behind, admiring her and her beauty. Finally he could tell her about how he truly felt. "Tsujiri..." he whispered to her from behind. "Hm?" Yamada turned around, her hair was down and her eyes made contact with Kokono's.
She watched as Kokono pulled out a folded peice of paper. He then took her hands and held then in his. "I have something to tell you. But I'm really, really scared so... uhm." Red faced and embarrassed more than ever, Kokono put the paper in Yamada's hand.
Everyone else watched, most of the school was watching them. Their attention wasn't on anything else. They whispered amongst each other, waiting for Yamada to open the paper. They all new what was happening and wanted Yamada's response.
Yamada opened the paper and read it. She sat in silence for what felt like an eternity. Soon the silence was abruptly broken by her laughter, she laughed and laughed. This time, it wasn't like music. "Oh, good one, Ayatsuji you had me for a second there." Kokono looked to the side, nervous and jittery.
"Is this... not a joke?" Kokono looked down, clasping his hands together. He looked like a lost little puppy. "You're being serious? Ayatsuji? Really? We can't date! That's-" Yamada paused and frowned she looked genuinely angry, like Kokono had asked her for some explicit photos or something. "That's so stupid! I thought we were just friends! And now you're making weird!!" Kokono kept his head down. This was regection... it hurt. Really badly.
Some kids took out their phones and recorded the situation. "Why would I want to date you. Hell why would I wanna date at all?! I'm fifteen! I have much more relevant things to do you know." Yamada then crumbled up the paper and threw it at Kokono.
Why? Why was she so angry? Why was she so aggressive?? Kokono thought the rejection would he a little lighter. This was just cruel. Kokono could hear other kids laughing at him as Yamada stormed away.
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That night, Kokono cried and cried and cried. He tried to contact Yamada earlier but she had completely blocked his number.
An overwhelming mixture of despair, humiliation, frustration, confusion, and shame swirled inside him as he hid under the desk in his room. Not bothering to listen to his parents calls for him.
He hugged his knees as he silently cried. It's all my fault. It has to be. He thought.
It's all my fault.
Author's note: PHEW 1462 words. But yeah that's chapter 1. I'm not the best at writing in general so I'm sorry if it seems stiff or something like that. I might do chapter 2 tomorrow so stay tuned ok?? (^з^)-☆
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Mystery / ThrillerTW: Gore SH fowl language Bullying Suicide Desc: 15 year old, Kokono Ayatsuji plans to confess to his crush and childhood friend, Tsujiri Yamada. however, she might not feel the same and to put salt on the wound, she humiliates him in front of ev...
