❝ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦, 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢. 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵. ❞
a young girl returns to her hometown after suffering a traumatic experience overseas. only to cross paths with a fluffy alien i...
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▌episode 9; the sparkling prince: tachibana yukio (part one)
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A few days have passed since the disastrous spring festival. You were half expecting the Cardinals to show up again, but surprisingly they had not made any moves yet. Either way, you were half glad and half anxious of the standstill.
You were hopeful that you would never encounter them again. However, as splendid as that sounded, you knew that the possibilities of them giving up after that measley show down was a depressing zero.
They're probably waiting for the right moment... You sighed aloud. A dark cloud loomed overhead as you scanned the aisle. Selecting a few cups of pudding, you placed it in your basket.
It was after school, sometime in the afternoon, when you decided to do a convenience store run. The fridge needed to stock up on random things, like barley tea, candies, lemons and other mish mash. The candy bit was only for you and Tomoyo though. Granny never had much of a sweet tooth.
Your eyes wandered to the beverage products on the upper shelf and you gasped. A limited edition flavour from Milky Moos?!
Determined, you stood on your tippy toes and tried to reach for the item that caught your eye: peach milk. The pink paper box had a cute peach mascot drawn on the front. It seemed to smile at you teasingly as your fingers brushed against it.
You were about to try again when a much bigger hand overlapped yours and took it. Glancing around, you found yourself staring into a pair of cool, steel eyes belonging to... a prince?
"Hello there. You wanted this, right?" The blonde smiled, offering the packet to you. He had roses blooming around him with sparkles and glitters blinding you.
You almost did a spit take. Why does this guy emmit princely character vibes?!
You nodded and took it gingerly. "Umm, yeah! Thanks for the help." Smiling, you noticed his uniform. "Oh, you're from Budo-ga Oka High?"
He blinked innocently before reaching for the shelf again. "Yup, I'm a senior, a third year student. I believe you're also from the same school?" The blonde picked a banana milk drink.
"Did you assume that because of my uniform?" You asked politely and he nodded. Boy, was he glamorous.
He flashed a billion dollar smile, yet another blinding moment. "Mhmm. And I've seen you before in morning assemblies."
