"Misaki please calm down!" hushed my teacher as I whaled and stomped my feet in front of the classroom. This was kindergarten, if I remember correctly, my teacher was desperately trying to have me quiet down after a boy had stuck gum in my hair. It seemed like the end of the world for me and my bubblegum filled hair. "We'll just have to cut- Yata Misaki!" she shouted one last time before turning and leaving my side.
Through a blurred vision I saw Yata Misaki, a boy who shared my name, on top of the boy who had stuck gum in my hair. He punched the boy with his small chubby fists until the teacher had pried his small body away from the boy. "Don't make girls cry, you jerk!" he yelled in an angry tone of voice as he was carried out of the classroom and into the hallway.
Slowly, but surely I calmed myself down as the teacher's assistant helped the beaten up boy and Yata Misaki was yelling outside. He screamed at the teacher that he refused to apologize for what he had done. I sniffled and wiped my nose with the back of my hand as Yata Misaki walked back into the classroom with a sneer on his face. He looked to me and seemed flustered as I smiled to him, "Arigato!"
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Cold Heat
FanfictionMy mom once told me that when a boy was being mean to me it meant that he liked me. I guess all moms tell their daughters that, but they all couldn't be more wrong. If someone were to like you wouldn't they be there to protect you, to see if that no...
