Don't Let Me Go (Futaba x Kou)

Chapter 2

"Okay class,"

The witch — I mean, the teacher began as she walked into the room, "Answer the pages written on the board. If you're done answering, you may do whatever you want as long as you do not go out the classroom and that you all keep quiet."

The students just ignored the words written on the board and just went to their groups. You know, the ever-so-cliché but real groups you see in movies; the jocks, "it" girls, blah, blah, blah...

Meanwhile, Futaba went on answering the pages they were supposed to.

I can't believe these people. she said to herself, They make me sick. The only thing they care about is themselves. They can't even care about the people that are helping them in their lives.

They act like they have forever, and that there will always be a "next time" to do it, but they don't.

She closed her book after she wrote the last sentence. She pulled out her diary that was under her Math book. She didn't open it; she just stared at it as she thought about everything that she wrote in it.

Hmmm. . .

“Hey —”

“— Ahhh!”

“Miss Yoshioka!”

“Gomen!!!”

Once the teacher turned away from her and back to her book. Futaba angrily turns to the person that surprised her, but before she could say anything, she suddenly stops breathing when she sees. . . him.

“Well?” he asks as he smiles at her the same way he did when they first met.

“W-what are y-you doing here?” she stutters out; what a way to not care.

“Why not? My schedule says I should go here, so I did.” he says as he dreamily stares into her eyes.

Futaba decides to just sit down, hide her diary, and face the witch-slash-teacher.

It's okay, Futaba. You don't have to notice him — after all, it's just one class together.

She definitely did not completely see his schedule.