CHAPTER 12
MY IDOL, MY VENUS, MY MUSE! (Part 1)
“Is Chiyo Luvian here?” I stopped by her classroom on my way home from the library.
“Chi~ someone’s looking for you,” one of her classmates called. I peeked inside the room and saw her sweeping the floor with two other of her girl classmates.
She looked at me and I must admit I was surprised and embarrassed... and nervous at the same time.
“Tell the person looking for me, that I don’t speak to someone who doesn’t give me candies.”
“Well, you heard her,” said her classmate to me.
“Um, I really need to talk to you… as in REALLY,” I sounded desperate, because somewhat I am.
She looked at me again and talked to her classmates. By the looks of it, she was asking permission to go home first. Two of her classmates, actually three plus the one who entertained me, nodded and even teased her.
I’m already embarrassed walking through the third year’s hallway, and now they’re even teasing me.
“So what are you doing here?” she took me with hollow eyes when she finally got out.
“Um, can we talk somewhere… private?” I looked left to right then whispered.
“Private, as in the bathroom, a motel? Or maybe the back of the school?” she sarcastically asked me, looking for something in her bag – her phone, maybe.
And I wasn’t wrong; she did take out her phone.
“T-the café w-would be fine,” I answered her. I blushed upon hearing the motel thing.
While we we’re on our way out, Chiyo called someone and told that she has somewhere to go and will probably be late.
We walked after that to the school gates. I saw Jim and told him that I have somewhere else to go too, that I’ll just call him later to pick us up.
The café I told her was just around the corner; walking is not that bad. At least we could talk to each other while we take a stroll to the place.
“Are you indirectly taking me on a date?” she suddenly blurted out.
“Ah, no. No, I’m not… I just want to ask about some things,” I followed closely behind her like I’m some butler of hers. “Do you have a boyfriend right now?” I self-consciously asked. She’s pretty after all, and famous at that. I wouldn’t be surprise if she answered me—
“Yes,” I just felt my knees weaken! Of course she does… she’s pretty and smart and famous and everything! Aside from her weirdness, there’s nothing left to criticize her with.
“Oh really…” I let out a deep sigh.
I thought I wouldn’t be surprised.
During that time, we were already entering the café.
“But he doesn’t know about it,” she then added.
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a SNAPSHOT to the HEART
Teen Fiction[EDITING, again] Naoki Graen, Sakura's avid fan, has been fed with unreliable informations about his Idol, his Venus and his Muse. When he finally did meet her, the reasons behind her hidden identity was even surprising than the person itself.
