Same Ground

An Overview

Sometime in 2011

Hirai Momo can feel a poking sensation at her back. Surely, there is a person who is behind that act.

But she decides to ignore it.

Yet, it did not stop, rather it got worse.

She rolls her eyes in annoyance, ignoring it once again.

When the culprit feels that Momo is IGNORING her she tries a different strategy.

"Pssst, psst! Momoring,"

Minatozaki Sana calls in a whisper.

She is sitting behind Momo.

They are in their classroom, doing their final exam.

"Momo,"

Momo shrugs her shoulder.

An act of shushing Sana.

"Yah! Momoring!"

She yells in a whisper.

"WHAT?!"

Momo exclaims in the same tone.

Cautious that their professor might see them.

Momo feels the way Sana smiles behind her. Of course, she knows her a lot.

"What is the answer to number 31?"

Sana whispers.

Momo chuckles in a whisper.

"Really? Sana -yah? You are only at that number?!"

"Well, not everyone has a genius sister to tutor them you know," answers Sana sarcastically.

Momo smiles.

Sana has always been like that.

She is very cheerful and determined yet, she never really takes anything seriously, that includes studying.

If anything, Sana hates it!

Studying and seriousness.

"Hirai, are you going to tell me or not?!"

"Ssh"

Before Momo can even respond to their professor shush them.

Momo pretends to do her thing while Sana pouts in annoyance. Surely, she'll be the lowest in this test again.

Nothing new.

But she never really fails.

Okay, she has that type of magic or something. An average girl who never really studies but still passes all her exams.

"Pass your papers, it's time,"

Their professor announces.

Momo looks back to get Sana's paper but the girl is glaring at her.

"What?"

"You could have just given me the answer rather than arguing!" Sana says in a cold tone.

"Why would I do that?!"

"Because I am your girlfriend!" Sana reasons out.

Momo smiles.

Hearing Sana says it still makes the butterflies in her stomach go wild.

Sana playfully glares at Momo.

She also wants to smile.

The same giddy and ticklish joy that Momo feels runs down her spine.