Short stories that I just think off my mind.

Tsundere.

Don't you just like teasing tsunderes?
~Author

Once, there was a guy. Your classmate in fact. He was one of the handsome guys in your cohort. But he's so hot headed that his handsomeness is wasted. What a pity.

Sitting at the front right side of the classroom, the seat that was near the door, your turned around to look at that guy. His name was that guy. Quite miserable, to be honest. Imagine the trouble you'll have to go through to just explain your name. You sighed in sympathy.

That guy, who was sitting at the back left side near the window part of the classroom was busy copying notes. But let's be honest, you should be doing that too, aren't you? Yet you're here looking at that guy.

'But that's boring.' You thought.

That was true. Half of the notes in class won't even be used for anything practical. So much for schools talking about deforestation and things related. It's all just a pain. It did not hold any logical point. After all, we are going to die anyways.

So staring at the boy, your mind started to wander. Ahh, what if you got into a relationship with him? Ahh, what if your life became a shoujo manga? Or a short little love story is fine too. But you also didn't want that to happen. Maintaining relationships are a pain. It pains you so much that you sometimes feel like running away from them. Or even making contact with anyone at all. Actually, the whole life thing is a pain. You would rather die than to live on as a human.

Then, that guy looked at you. His eyes as black as the void, yet still shining as if it was a pearl in the deep sea, reflected by just the slight rays of sunlight that was somehow able to reach the dark pit. You continued to stare, but he broke contact, visibly uncomfortable by your actions.

That guy turned to face the window, and you looked back at the whiteboard. Then the clock. Ah, it's almost recess. While waiting, you decided to distract yourself by doodling. And so, you drew that guy's eyes. The eyes that looked so fragile, and annoyed. Most probably by you.

And so, five minutes later, there was no bell. You didn't have a bell system in your school. Just a clock. Learn how to read the time you lazy bastards.

You got up from your seat and walked towards that guy. To be blocked by another female classmate. A little excuse me is all it takes.

And you continued to approach that guy. When you reached his table, you immediately cupped his face in your hands and pulled him to face you. The whole class went wild. Or at least the ones still in it. But you ignored them and continued to stare into his eyes.

"W-what are you doing?! Let go!"

"I'm just looking at your eyes. They're pretty."

He blushed. Just a soft shade of pink. But you could feel the heat. He averted eyes with you one again. The people are now telling the both of you to kiss. That made him blush even more. It feels like he was having a fever now.

"S-shut up you idiots! And let me go! I need to eat, bitch!" He shouted in embarrassment.

Aww, look at that douchebag. But you decided to let it and him go.

"Sorry for taking up your time. I'll treat you to food. Anything you want. Okay?"

But he just turned around and walked away. At the last moment when he was at the door, he replied,

"Die, gorilla," And walked away.

"Oh I'm gonna fuck you up," you giggled.

So you ran after him, and did a flying side kick. That guy got up and threw a fist at you. You just stood there taking the punch. You flinched. Then, putting an arm around him, you laughed,