Chapter 8
● Chapter 8
● Pov: Akani
When I got home, I went straight to my room to change my school clothes into casual clothes. After that, I lay down on the bed and sent a message to Takahiro-kun.
[I hope you take care of me from today on, Takahiro-kun.]
After a few minutes of waiting, with great anxiety, it was marked as read and he replied.
[I say the same thing Hikaru-san.]
I put the cell phone between my forehead and mouth and started to shake my feet in the air in happiness that he had replied to me. Then I sent another message.
[Takahiro-kun, what is your class?]
I knew the answer, I just didn't want our conversation to end here.
[I'm in class 1C, what about you, Hikaru-san?]
[I'm in class 1B.]
[Wow, it's a little close to my class.]
[Yes, fufu.]
We chatted about trivial things until we realized it was getting late and since we had class the next day we decided to continue our conversation another time.
(Ahh, I wanted to talk to him a little more, it's so fun fufu.)
Tomorrow I should go to his class, he'll definitely be surprised by this, I should ask to have lunch together.
Making plans for tomorrow with great happiness, which can be seen on my face, I remember something that makes me a little discouraged.
(He's Onora's friend. What am I going to do if I find Onora and him together? Onora has probably already told him that he has a girlfriend.)
I certainly won't be able to hide this for much longer, one day he'll find out that I'm Onora's girlfriend.
I close my eyes, put my hand on my chin, making a thinking pose, and start thinking about how to solve this problem.
“Hmm hum….hmm hum…. Ah! I know.”
I open my eyes and slap my palm.
“And I just have to tell Takahiro-kun the truth. I just need to tell him at the right time.”
(Yes, Takahiro-kun is kind, he will understand and might end up helping me, hehe.)
With this plan, I can either get closer to Takahiro-kun, or end this “relationship” with Onora.
With this problem almost solved, my mind goes back to focusing on Takahiro-kun.
(Takahiro-kun……Takahiro-kun…. I want to see him again so much, I can’t stop thinking about him.)
I whisper to myself.
I should make his lunch tomorrow…no, I first need to know what types of food he likes, I can’t make something he won’t eatand
(Tomorrow, at lunchtime, I'll ask him that.)
I hug and squeeze my pillow, and I stomp my feet in the air again. I end up getting excited again. Then I see that it's already past midnight.
"Ah!! I have to sleep soon, it's getting so late."
As I start to calm down my excitement, drowsiness sets in, and I finally fall asleep.