I'M NOT GAY! [semi × shirabu]

Chapter Six: Kill my Past Self.

So far, everything's going okay, except for one thing.

"Shirabu, do you like me now—"

"No."

"Shirabu, let's date—"

"Go away."

Ever since I told him that I rejected Taichi, Semi-san's more annoying than ever, to the point that I need my classmates' assistance to shoo him away. Speaking of Taichi...

I looked at him. He never mentioned it to me after that, so I didn't either. I'm still not sure what's happening— I'm not sure if they do like me or they're just confused, but both Goshiki and Taichi acts like it's nothing. But I guess... that's how they cope with it. I hope they're okay.

"Semi-san likes you a lot, huh?" Taichi said, although I'm not sure if it was supposed to be sarcastic. "Don't you like him too, Shirabu?"

"Hell no," I answered. "He's too troublesome."

"But come to think of it, Semi-san hates you before, right?"

Oh, thanks for reminding me. Actually, I still don't know why he's acting like this when he hated me since I was in first year. He absolutely loathed me before.

"Tendo-san," I called since he was sitting on the table behind us.

"What is it? You need someone to feed ya'?" Since it was still morning, his hair was down, and actually, he looks nicer this way.

"Semi-san hates me, right?"

I felt a lump on my throat. I already know the answer but what does it seemed like I don't want to know?

"He said he hated you before since you easily replaced him as a setter," He answered, ruffling his hair. "I don't know about now, since we rarely talk about it anymore."

"Ah, thank you."

"Why don't you like Semisemi back?" He blinked twice as he looked at me. "Semisemi obviously likes you a lot!"

"He's too annoying," I shoved Tendo-san's face away because I felt like my conscience is attacking me. "And besides, I'm not gay."

"Oh, you aren't?" To my surprise, Tendo-san grinned. "Let's see about that..."

"SEMISEMI, KENJIRO SAID HE WANTED TO SEE YOU!"

"OI, TENDO-SAN!" I yelled. I bit my lower lip when I saw everyone looking at us and buried my head under the table. Damn!

"Shirabu?" I can hear a glint of joy in Semi-san's voice. "You called me?"

"No."

"Could it be that you miss me so much—"

"No. Go away." I looked at Tendo-san. "Tendo-san—"

"Dare ka geida~
Futari ga atsumarimasu~
Karera wa daredesuka?
Semi to Shirabu! Mō 1-kai!" Great. He's already singing.

"I'm going to my room." I sighed as I started walking away. Tendo-san is still singing, looks like he found his another favorite song.

"Shirabu?" Why is he still following me? "Shirabu."

"Stop saying my name over and over and just go awa—"

"Kenjiro."

"..."

"You like being called Kenjiro then?" It didn't unnerve me anymore when he clenched onto my wrist. He does that whenever he thinks I'm acting unusual.

"My wrist hurts. Let me go." I said nonchalantly. Hmph. His face is too close. I hate this.

... just kidding. I like it.