Forbidden yet Sweet II ( A vocaloid fanfic ) ( Gakupo Kamui X Luka Megurine )

A letter from another admirer.

Luka's POV

~ Time Skip, August ~

These past few weeks, I've been noticing that Sensei's acting a little bit weird... I can even feel his breath getting heavier whenever I'm beside him. He can't even look straight at me. I just smirked at his reactions. I just can't stop thinking about everything Meiko Sensei told me. HAHAHAHAHA Guess all my hard work to get your attention and love, payed off. I feel so awesome right now. 😎😎😎

I still can't believe he admitted ' he likes me '. God, I feel like melting. Phew... I really thought I was that hard to be loved. Please tell him to marry me please. HAHAHAHA. I won't promise I'll be a perfect wife, but I'll be a great one. ^^

I feel so pumped up this past few days. My friends noticed it already, even if I'm so busy and stressed out. Of course I already told them everything Meiko Sensei said. They're so happy for me, except for Yohioloid. He's a little bit bitter and he keeps on bullying me. -3-

After dismissal, I went to my locker to get my extra t-shirt. My eyes widen when I saw a folded paper. I just sighed and unfolded the paper. I was impress of it's handwriting, but when I started reading it... I can feel my heart cracking up...

Dear Sir G,

To tell you this I have a crush on you. I'm to shy to tell you that I like you... All I wanted you to know, is that I wanted to be close to you. Please notice me once in a while.

Sincerly yours,
* Unknown *
PS: Please give this to him...

I immediately hid the letter inside my pocket and started looking around me, no one was there... I was starting to wonder who this girl is... Is she a Junior or a Senior Student? And I admit, I started to feel insecure... I was a little bit worried. What if Sensei meets her? What would Sensei's reaction be?

What if she's pretty? Too bad I'm not... :( What if she's a good dancer or WHAT IF SHE'S JUST ACTUALLY BETTER THAN ME!? :(

I immediately went to the bathroom and changed my uniform and just tucked the letter inside my binder. I decided to give it to Sensei when I'm ready... I wanted to cry. I was like, WHY!? THAT MOMENT WHEN YOUR CRUSH FINALLY ADMITTED THAT HE HAD A CRUSH ON YOU THEN THERE'S THIS UNKNOWN GIRL TELLING ME THAT HE HAS A CRUSH ON MY CRUSH AS WELL! -___-

SERIOUSLY!? WE ALEADY HAVE THIS HUGE ' BOUNDARY ' BLOCKING OUR PATH TOWARDS OUR HAPPILY EVER AFTER! THEN SHE'LL JUST POP OUR FROM NOWHERE!? -___-

I tried calming myself and act like nothing happened. After our short practice, I immediately went to Gakupo Sensei's office. I saw him playing with my iPad. I sighed in relief that I didn't hid the letter under my iPad's cover. I mean... IF HE SEES THE LETTER, HOW CAN I EXPLAIN IT TO HIM IF I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO IS IT FROM!? RIGHT?! I'm not being selfish, right? :(

I feel really guilty of what I'm doing right now...

" Finally you're here! Let's go home? " Gakupo Sensei asked me and I just nod quietly... " What's wrong? " He said and just ruffled my hair. " Nah. I'm just tired, I guess... " I said and he laughed. " Yeah me too. I feel so drained... Let's go somewhere and chill. " He said and I smiled at him. " I bet we need that... " He said with a laugh. And we went to my favorite cafe shop near my neighborhood. The cafe shop where I really wanted Sensei to visit.

" Is this the cafe shop where you bring your pup, right? " Sensei asked him and I just chuckled. " Yeah. This is also the place I wrote that letter for your birthday. " I said and my eyes widen when I said ' letter '. I felt guilty again and he laughed. " Really!? " He asked me and I just nod with a smile. He just kept on laughing. " I'm using one of the perfumes you gave me, by the way. " He said and I just chuckled. " I can smell it. " I said and he just ruffled my hair. " I memorize the scent of it Sensei. " I said and he laughed. " Guess you love me that much. " He said and looked straightly at me, I just slowly looked away while sipping my milktea... " Like, Eww no! " I said and I then felt his hand on my head.