You've known Ichimatsu and his brothers since you were pretty much newborns and now you were in middle school. Though he was always quiet and reserved, you always found him more interesting than others. You never really understood how he felt about your company considering he was always quiet, until one day.
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Ah, Valentine's Day, a day you dreaded. Not only because every year you were rejected by a different boy, but because of all the drama and comparison that went on that day. It was useless, in your opinion. You sighed softly as you watched another girl walk out of the cafeteria, tears streaming down her cheeks.
'That's the sixth girl rejected today,' you thought. You turned your head, hearing the soft grunt Ichimatsu often made when he sat down. "Why does everyone get so worked up over getting rejected? We're literally thirteen" You groaned, looking up at him. The boy blushed and turned away for a moment, causing you to tilt your head. What was he doing? Little did you know, he was nervous of being rejected by someone, too.
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