Dreamy Days In School In West Tokyo ✔

Chapter 6: Betrayal

"Why did you stroke my hand like it was something fragile and then kissed the top?" I ask, "Then, when I told you to let go you swung my arm away." He stares at me for a little bit before smirking and he approaches me. I slowly back away from him, but he continues to approach me until my back comes in contact with the wall, stopping me from walking away from him. He backs me up against the wall.

"You're skin is really soft," Rihito responds. Oh god. My cheeks are burning up. I must look like a tomato right now. "You're skin was really soft that day and when I grabbed your arm I felt it. Your skin looked kind of like porcelain, except for the fact that it's a little bit darker. I had thought that you were a girl." What?! He thought that I was a girl on the very first day?! Oh no.

"Yeah, but I'm not a girl," I say in a low, nervous voice.

"Yeah, I know that, but I thought you were that day," he continues, "But, then, when I heard your voice. I realized what I was doing and that you're actually a guy. So, I swatted your arm away because I was so confused as to why I did that to you in front of the class."

"Oh, ok then," I reply. Then he chuckles.

"However, your skin is still really soft," he remarks as he touches my hand. I quickly snatch my hand away from his grasp. Ugh, I see he's still the same pervert he was the first day.

"Ok, well, I have to go now," I state as I lightly push him away. Rihito steps aside and watches me as I leave. As I walk away, I feel his eyes boring into my back. I have to be more careful around him. Well, Haruki did say that he was always really observant ever since he was little.

I rush to my room as quickly as I can. Rihito had told me that he saw Ichigo breaking into my room, but I'm the only one with a key to my room... unless if... oh no. I quickly search through my bag and all my pockets. Where's my keys?! Oh no. God, I'm so stupid. I'm supposed to go over Ichigo's room. I guess I'll head over now. He gave me his room number. I walk down the stairs to his floor. I stomp down the hallway towards his room. I stop in front of his room breathing heavily with anger. How could I have been so stupid?! I knew I shouldn't have trusted him and to think that Rihito was right all along. I bang on his door. The door soon opens and there stands Ichigo. He looks at me with a smile on his face.

"Hey, Rocky, I was wondering when you would come over," Ichigo says with a small chuckle. How can he act like nothing happened?! Ugh, obnoxious jerk. Good, I can call him that again.

"You obnoxious jerk!" I yell at the top of my lungs. Ichigo stares at me in shock.

"Rocky, what is going on?" Ichigo asks in wonder.

"Where are my keys?!" I continue to yell. Ichigo looks at me in confusion.

"What keys?" Ichigo asks looking completely bewildered.

"I mean it Ichigo, where are they?!" I ask again my voice growing louder. I am so mad right now and he actually has the balls to lie to my face right now! Ugh, he is such a jerk!

"Rocky, just calm down will you?!" Ichigo exclaims. He reaches out to calm me down. I swat his hand away.

"I knew I shouldn't have trusted you!" I exclaim, "God, I can't believe Rihito was right about you after all!" Ichigo stops and looks at me.

"Wait, Rihito?" Ichigo asks confused, "What did he tell you now?"

"That you broke into my room and you wouldn't be able to do that unless you stole my key," I explain in a hard tone.

"What?!" Ichigo asks in disbelief, "And you believe him?!" I ignore his question. "If you are so stupid to believe him then fine you can have a look around my room for them, but trust me you won't find them in here." I scoff as I push past him and start to searching his room. It doesn't take me long to search his room because I see something twinkling on the floor behind a shelf in the light from the chandelier. I march my way over there and snatch it up.