HONOKA X YUKI FANFIC ♡♡♡

When Least Expected

(Honoka's POV)

    I'll be moving in 4 days... I am pretty exhausted from going home really late from ballet every single day. I need to balance my studies and dancing, especially when I am against... Yuki, Furukawa Yuki.

He is a such a cute... asshole.

    Yuki doesnt have much friends, cause he is quite shy (and KJ), thus he is the number one hottie in my high school. And, I am his number one enemy, unfortunately. We always fight to be better than each other.

    I have 2 best friends, Jinko and Satomi. They are all clumsy and weird like me, but they are all in Class F. People look down on me just because I am from Class A and my bffs are in Class F. We grew up together, and we did everything together.

    I am moving to a place near my ballet school and high school, which is also in Tokyo! Yes! I am finally going to be away from my overprotective parents.

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WHY?! WHY?!

    Yuki and I are the representatives to recite a poem we have to write together to the high school graduation. Ughhh... our classmates know that we hate each other! Where is this going??!!

"Miki-kun."

WHY, THE FUDGE, IS HE, HERE. He walks towards Jinko, Satomi, and I.

"Whut."

"Aren't we going to make a poem?" he says, looking slightly forced.

"Just saying, you aren't the only one suffering here. And plus, if you didn't see the lines I wrote, I put it on your desk already."

"Isn't it a duet? Don't we have to practice together?"

Hmph.

     After rolling my eyes, I stand up from my very comfortable position and follow him. He starts walking away from me, at least 3 meters away from me. What the fudge? Where are we even going?

    He leads me to the back of the whole school, as he sits down and holds his notebook in his hand.

    When we were drawing out ideas to put in our poem, he was somehow calm while I, on the other hand, was literally just glaring at him the whole time. Then there were times where he would see me glaring at him, then he'd just smirk and chuckle really cutely, then my cheeks would flush a bright red which isn't hard to spot.

    He is like a really shy and smart playboy. Why? Cause he knows he has the power to control any girl who would fall for him, and he isn't afraid to use that power, and when he uses the power, he uses it to embarass them, or he uses what he knows about them, against them. That frigging butt.

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    Satomi helped me transfer my things to my new abode, which was quite huge actually. I wonder why this was a little cheaper than usual apartments? After checking all the rooms, I realized two rooms were locked, I looked for the keys but found nothing. I started unpacking in the living room first. I'll just go to the agency and ask for the keys tomorrow.

    Before my numb legs would make me collapse, I went to the kitchen and ate some instant noodles, not too bad for a ballerina, huh?

~🍜🍵~🍜🍵~

*click *click

I see the door knob fidgit with the sound.

Fudge, is there a bu, bu, burglar? No, a rapist?! Wait no, it could just be Kotoko, Jinko, or Satomi, wait! I dont know!!

I get my tennis racket and start hopping to the side of the door, I see... a guy... in a black coat.

I gather all my energy with the racket that I was holding, which made my knuckles turn white, and hit the man with all my might.

AAAHHHHH!!!!

AAAHHHHHH!!!!

Such a familiar low pitched voice.

"Miki-kun?!"

"Yuki-kun?"

"What are you doing here?!" we say at the same time.

    He starts cussing under his breath, hissing at me at the same time.

"This is my apartment, see? Number 32!" I scramble to find the apartment key and almost hit him in the face with the keys.

He steps closer and closer, until we are too close, ew, until he grabs my ear and..."I live here! I am Number 32!".. shouts in my ear. Most likely his payback for hitting him.

    He shows me a key with the number 32.

My number one enemy is standing in my apartment, right in my face, when least expected.