Short romance stories

The day I confessed (Misuki x Kakeru)

Misuki's POV

My name's Misuki. There's this one guy I have a crush on. No one else knows that I like him. It's just my little secret.

Here I am, sitting on my chair, in our classroom. I'm found at the last row, and the left most part of the room.

I looked to the right to catch a glimpse of him again. He's once again listening to music as his pair of earphones were plugged into both his ears. I wonder what song he's listening to. His name is Kakeru. Up to now, I still can't figure out whether he's an extrovert, or an introvert like me. He socializes well with people and yet, he's also very quiet. He only speaks when he needs to.

I hope he's an introvert like me, so that it'll be easier for me to approach him.

In my life, these past months were the months when I first stalked someone. Eavesdropping, and following him around. I can't bring myself to talk to him nor to his friends. I hate being an introvert.

I want to confess and I'll do it in private. I know it sounds cliché, but I'll still insert a letter in his bag. That letter would contain a message that'll tell him to meet me later at a nearby café. Even though we get to leave school at 4, I wrote that I'll meet him at 5 so that I'll be able to get there before he does.

The bell rang which made me very nervous. It's time. I'll have to put it there. I hope no one sees me.

I brought out my ballpen and UECO notebook and started drawing as I wait for all my classmates to leave the room. My hands were shaking to the point that I can't draw well like usual. Who knew love's impact on one person could be this powerful?

After 9 attempts of drawing a decent face-in which I failed all of them-all of my classmates finally left the room. I immediately ran towards Kakeru's bag, almost tripping in the process. I then opened it and was surprised to see what's inside. His things were more organized than mine. Everything was in place, and it was vert pleasant for my eyes. I can't believe that a guy's things could be more organized than a girl's.

I inserted my letter, closed his bag, then went out of the room. I made sure that I had my wallet with me.

The bell rang at the moment both my feet touched the room's floor. I was so close to being late. Why's the line in the canteen so long? Who am I to blame them? It was my idea to leave the room last because of the letter.

I made sure that I avoided my gaze with Kakeru as I made my way to my chair.

I can't focus properly on what the teacher is saying. All I'm
doing right now is nothing but looking at him, as I wait for him to see the letter. I won't get to see his face reaction, since he's 2 rows ahead of me.

"Bring out your notebooks!" The teacher said which made my heart skip a beat. This is it. He'll finally see it. I wasted 7 pink papers last night just to make that, since I was attempting to change my handwriting. I don't want him to recognize it. Most of my attempts made the words not understandable, since my hands were shaking when I wrote them. The 8th one was the only decent one.

He finally had the letter in his hand. He opened it and read it. He then placed it back in his bag again. I sighed. He didn't react at all.

The bell rang again. It's the last ring for today. I quickly put all my things in my bag then left. Maybe this is the reason why my bag is so messy. I rush things.

I'm now sitting alone at the corner of the café. I wouldn't want my batch mates to see me with him. I might get rejected.

The jazzy music helped me relax as I wait for him. It's now 4:57 according to my phone's clock. I can't help but feel anxious. Questions like "will he even arrive?", "what if he rejects me?", "how will I act at school if he does reject me?" and "does he like me too?" keep popping up in my head.

I looked down on the table as I silently pronounced what I needed to say. I might end up having a stutter later.

"Hey." A guy's voice said which made me instantly look up. It's him. Why is my face suddenly feeling hot? He's sitting in front of me.

A waitress then came to our table, since I told her to only take my order when a guy arrives.

"W-what will you have?" I hate my tongue so much.

"You first." He replied which made my head shake in a gesture of saying "no."

"Fine, we'll both say it at the same time." I nodded as an answer.

"3, 2, 1."

"Okinawa milk tea " We both said which made my face feel hotter than it was a while ago.

"You like that too?" I nodded again, since I just couldn't bring myself to talk.

Awkward silence now filled our table as no one dared to speak. I think he's bipolar, but in being an introvert and an extrovert. He had traits of the latter a while ago,while be has the trait of the first now. I officially now label him as an ambivert.

The only one who broke the silence was the waitress who arrived to deliver the bill and our drinks. We began sipping our beverages.

I wasn't looking at him at all. I was focused on my tea. After a while, I accidentally caught a glimpse of his red, wet lips. My eyes were locked onto his lips for a while, until he called out my name.

"Misuki, you want some?" My eyes then accidentally locked onto his light blue eyes. The eye contact we had made me blush even more.

I instantly looked away. He's thoughtful to have said that, instead of calling out my act of weirdness. We had the same drink. Why would he offer me some of his?

"N-no thanks." I replied then immediately sucked the straw again to calm my shaking lips.

Both our drinks reached the halfway mark before he spoke again.

"Why did you call me out here?" His timing is perfect. Just like an introvert who understands his fellow introvert, he spoke only when he knew that I was in my calm state again.

"Because..."

"Hmm?" His eyes locked onto mine again but this time, I didn't break the stare that we're giving to one another.

"I...like...you." His eyes suddenly became wide open, as if surprised. His cheeks now showed a hint of red.

"Really?" I nodded. I can't bring myself to speak after that.

"I'm...thank you." He then cleared his throat. The blush on his cheeks now vanished as he regained composure from being shocked.

"I like you too." My face is so hot. I bet I'm all red right now. To calm myself, I drank a lot of milktea. Why am I suddenly so thirsty?

"Now we know that we both like each other, what do we do?" He asked with a cute smile on his face as leaned a bit closer to me.

"I don't know." I really don't know. I've been thinking of ways to recover if he rejects me, to the point that I haven't even thought of what to do when he actually likes me too.

"Okay then. Will you be my girlfriend?" My head instantly nodded upon hearing his question. Am i dreaming? I hope not.

"You know, I had my eyes on you quite some time now." I looked at his eyes again, a thing I normally can't do with other people.

"Why?"

"I like you, but I didn't knew how to approach you. You seemed like you were avoiding me. " St*pid. I was avoiding you since I didn't want you to know my motive.

"Are we...official?"

"Of course, my Misuki."

Who knew confession was a great thing? It's something that makes relationships less complicated.

A lot of odd things happened yesterday, and today. I attempted to draw a face 9 times. I wasted 7 pink papers perfecting that letter. I met him at 5 o clock. I finally said the 3 words "I like you." Now, I have 1 boyfriend.

"Don't cheat on me okay?"
I said which made him softly laugh.

"I won't."