You have an incredibly huge crush on Yosen's second year heartthrob and you did not waste time trying to hide it from him.
You practically send him love letters every single day, and it stands out from the rest because of how artistic you are.
Sure enough, your love notes attracted his attention however, for some reason, not in a good way. For the young man, it was a bit too flashy.
Normally he would be appreciative like the sweetheart that he was. But unfortunately for you, the day he found out who you are was also the day before a match.
The raven-head was not in a good mood because he will be facing a tough opponent the next day and the new move he was mastering ended in a big failure.
In addition to that, he saw you trying to break in his locker after practice. How do you expect him to react? Needless to say, you served as the shock absorber.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked with a deadly gleam in his eyes.
"U-Umm... H-Himuro-kun! I was just..." you tried to reason out but you couldn't think of a valid excuse.
"Do you know that I can get you expelled for what you have been doing to my locker?"
You took a step back and bowed, "I'm really sorry! I just want to tell you how I feel-
"Oh, I know well enough what you feel, (Y/n). But seriously, I do not like it, I'm sorry." He started.
"I would never even think of wasting time with someone as desperate as you." He added without hesitation.
You flinched because of what you heard and the expression of shock painted your pretty face.
"H-How can you say something like that, Himuro-kun...?"
"Don't you think it's pathetic that you're chasing after me? Why not do something productive and get off my back? You pitiful waste of my time.
After telling you his opinion, Himuro turned around walked away, leaving you speechless.
You would have never imagined that Himuro could say something like that. He was totally different when you first met.
He was the first person who ever spoke to you when you transferred to Yosen. He made you feel welcomed when everyone else ignored you.
You fell for him not because of his looks. If anything, that was just a bonus. His personality was what got you. And now, it's also what disappointed you.
You looked at the ground, trying to stop yourself from crying. "Sorry to cause trouble for you."
After the confrontation, you never bothered to write any more letters for him. You focused on gardening and even asked the headmaster if you could use the rooftop as a garden.
When you're in school, you would do everything to avoid him. Going to the same building with him didn't help but you did your best.
Every time the bell would ring, you would hurriedly rush out the room to go to your sanctuary. Little did you know that a certain someone truly wishes to talk to you.
"Ne, Muro-chin, if you're not gonna eat that. Give it to me." Murasikabara stated lazily while staring at the sponge cake on his plate.
"Ah sure, you can have it." He said with a smile that soon vanished when he remembered you. "Atsushi, this may be out of the blue but can I ask you something?"
"It's rare for Muro-chin to ask something. What do you want to ask?" the large dude asked as he chowed down on the raven-head's food.
"How do you make up with someone you know you've hurt pretty badly?" he asked sadly.
"Are you talking about the (Hair-color) girl that you spoke to before our match with (Team's name)?" he asked uncaringly.
Himuro was shocked to find out that Murasakibara overheard your little talk and became even more humiliated. "Yes, that's her."
"Mm, I don't know. Say sorry I guess." He answered.
Himuro chuckled at his friend's statement. But he also realized that the purple-head was right. One way or another, he has to talk to you if he wants to fix things.
After school, you went to tending to your plants on the rooftop. After a while you heard the metal door open.
"Hey, (Y/n) can we talk?" a sweet voice spoke from behind.
You instantly froze because you know who the voice belonged to. The person you would want to see the least.
Not bothering to look behind. You stood and moved to a further area, pretending to be busy. "I'm currently doing something productive. Maybe next time." You answered.
You heard footsteps approaching you and you started sweating bullets. Perhaps, that was because you were traumatized when he insulted you like heck.
"It wouldn't take two hours or anything. Just a minute or so." He said gently as he held your arm. "Please, (Y/n)?"
You turned to him but avoided eye contact. "Okay, I'm listening. But what do you want to say? If it's offensive, I'll pass."
"I just want to apologize for hurting you." He began. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I was pressured and frustration got to me and I lashed it out on you."
You remained quiet for a few seconds, thinking about how you should answer.
"I didn't know you were that kind of person." You said sadly.
Himuro looked at your face and smiled. "A little different from when we first met. Is that it?" he asked you.
Your eyes widened, never would you expect him to remember your first meeting, especially since a lot of different people approaches him every single day.
"You remember? Well anyway, I'm also sorry for wasting your time. If you didn't like my letters you could've just thrown them out or something." You answered with a frown.
Himuro chuckled and squeezed your arm a little, careful not to hurt you. "But that's it. I can't help but read your letters."
He reached inside his bag and pulled out a pile of neatly folded paper. He then showed them to you.
"What in the world, Himuro-kun?" you asked as you stared at what he was holding.
"Some of them were embarrassing actually. You sure you want me to read those?" he asked as he looked at the letters.
"Let's see, "You seem to know magic because you have placed me under your spell." He read aloud making you blush deep red.
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Sorry. I don't even know what I was writing.
This is rather confusing and difficult.
Hwe hwe hwe // *sobs*
Anyway, have a great day
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