Sunlight leaked through Mikan's blinds and scattered on her skin. Her eyes fluttered open, she got out of bed and began getting dressed. As she brushed her hair, her eyes darted to her phone. Mikan paused. She decided to send Ibuki a good morning message.
crybabynurse: good morning Ibuki!
bisaster: Aww! Good morning Mikan!!!
Mikan giggled and a small smile started blossoming on her face. She walked out and began eating breakfast. Mikan continued her conversation with Ibuki, hints of laughter and giggling coming from her.
Finally, she began walking to school, spotting a familiar strawberry blonde haired beauty. She blushed and put on her best smile before walking up to the girl and her..... sister?
"Hey, Junko! Y-You gave me the wrong n-number, so I was w-wondering if I could get the right one?" Mikan asked awkwardly, her face red, and a nervous smile growing on her lips.
Junko was in a conversation with her sister. Mikan heard bits from the conversation. Mikan tried to piece them together.
"Don't worry, Mukuro! Today I'm just plain ol' Junko!" The blonde haired girl said, giggling and grinning widely, before pausing and looking at the purple haired girl behind her. 'Mukuro' sighed, before her eyes slowly made its way to Mikan.
"Sure! Mikan, right?" Junko answered happily, giggling to Mukuro afterwards. Junko handed her a slip of paper before skipping away, dragging Kukuro along.
Mikan smiled brightly, flushing due to the fact that the girl remembered her. She stood in awe for a few seconds before running behind the two after remembering she needed to go to school.
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Ibuki fiddled with her pencil, trying to focus in whatever the teacher was teaching. Ibuki was bored. She doodled on her papers wondering what she could do to pass time. Ibuki then began tearing a bit off the paper and eating it.
Ibuki got the bright idea to try and initiate a conversation with Mikan. Sure, she could be in class, but Ibuki wanted to at least try. 'Never give up!' yknow?
bisaster: Hi!! Ibuki's bored, are you there?
crybabynurse: ssorry!! I'm in classs
bisaster: Ibuki is too! She's bored
crybabynurse: yyou should ffocus!!! educationn is important!!
bisaster: Ok! If Mikan says so!
Ibuki turned off her phone and hid it in her pencilcase. She began doodling and eating paper once again, until she heard the rings from the bell. Finally! Once the teacher said they could leave, Ibuki took her things and skipped away.
Ibuki found a place to sit behind a tree. It was strange for her, but this time, she decided to sit alone, instead of with her friends. Ibuki was drawn to Mikan, attached to her. Maybe they knew each other for a few days but she wanted to get to know her more.
Ibuki used this time to start up conversations with Mikan and get to know her more. She smiled widely and giggled once in a while. The mostly-dark-haired girl hoped the other felt the same
"Hey Ibuki!" A voice called in front of her, her eyes moved towards the voice revealing a pink haired mechanic.
"Oh hey, Souda! Ibuki wants to know what you're doing here!" Ibuki asked, tilting her head at him, then moving to make space for him to sit down. Souda gladly took the offer and sat down next to her
"Well... I was worried about where you were, yknow? Since you didn't come to the usual spot." Souda explained to her, nervously yet trying to smile at the same time.
"Oh... well, Ibuki just decided to sit here because why not! Do you want to keep talking to Ibuki here?" Ibuki asked curiously. She didn't mind the boy's company after all
"Oh! Sure!" Souda gladly accepted Ibuki's offer, and started rambling about his crush, Sonia. Ibuki didn't want to admit it to Souda but she thought Sonia wouldn't like him, ever. To her surprise, the pink haired boy wasn't talking about her beauty, kindness, basically everything, but Sonia's new partner.
"She's dating some girl named Chiaki! I bet I could be a better boyfriend to Sonia than she is!" Souda scoffed angrily. Ibuki tried to comfort him and rubbed circles on his back.
"There, there, Ibuki is sure you'll find someone soon! Maybe Sonia wasn't for you, but you'll find your special someone soon! Ibuki knows it!" Ibuki told him, trying to make him feel better. A small smile formed on Souda's face
"Thanks, Ibuki, I still like her.... but thanks anyway! Maybe I will find someone like Miss Sonia!" Souda cheered, energetically. Ibuki understood it would be hard for him to move on, but she still wanted to help in some way.
Ibuki and Souda spent the rest of the evening talking about feelings and romance. Laughs and giggles could be heard from the two, smiles were made and the two were happy that they ended up as friends. Ibuki kept thinking of Mikan, though. She was scared to say it but, maybe she had feelings for the soft girl.
Ibuki tried to smother the thought immediately. Ibuki knew she liked girls, but having feelings for someone she'd just met sounded bizarre. Maybe in a few more weeks, she'd accept it, but she couldn't have developed a crush now.
Souda glanced at her face and could see screws turning in her head. He tried to figure out what could have been bothering Ibuki. After several thoughts that didn't make sense, he mustered up the courage to actually ask her.
"Hey Ibuki! You okay?" Ibuki snapped out of her thoughts and looked up at him. Should she tell him or not? The question swarmed Ibuki's mind and finally, she decided to tell him.
"Ibuki got a wrong number message a few days ago. She started talking to the stranger and she really really likes her! What should she do?" Ibuki said quickly with a look of distraught on her face.
"As long as they aren't waaaay older than you, and they're cool and you like them, I think it's okay! You should tell her!" Souda said, hoping his advice would help. Ibuki smiled once again, glad her friend tried to help, but her thoughts would be on her mind the whole day.
"Okay, Ibuki will do just that."
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missed messages | Ibuki x mikan
RomanceIbuki gets a text from a number she didn't recognise. Squinting at the number, she looks at the text that was sent and realises that they have the wrong number. Someone else would probably send a message saying they've got the wrong number and move...