Mixed Relations: Chapter 3
A/N: Owari~ :3
This one was a bit challenging since the character was supposed to be a smart one. I tried to sound as smart as I could, really. This is all I could come up with.
I have to make up for my last chapter since it was a bit short. Even I hate it when stories are slow. Please forgive me! I honestly write like this because I don't want to miss a single detail. :(
Anyway, thank you to those who took the time to read the first and second one. I cho love you! Suki suki suki <3
This POV ain't Yama-chan's yet but get ready for it!
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PREFACE 3
My name is Chinen Yuri. I am 18 years of age. I go to school in Seishun Gakuen, and had always been at the top of my class…until she came.
I live with my mom and dad with 2 elder brothers who are now professional lawyers.
My parents brought me up with high expectations. It’s troublesome sometimes, but it’s the reason why I promised myself I would never mix personal emotions with work. All the while I dedicated my life into studying and fed my parent’s expectations with goals that can only be set higher every accomplishment being done.
Besides friendship, I’ve never thought about all the other things life comes with.
Like love.
Or so I thought.
At first girls made me shiver. I used to think that women are a toxic waste to the human race, and used to just see them as a tool for reproduction. (a/n: LOOOOL!)
I used to believe that their EQs often get the best of their IQs. I’ve come to think that biologically, they were born with a high emotional quotient and concluded that they were not worth any of my high school time.
Until my school became co-ed.
The population of girls in my school isn’t that high and I rarely find those who come to be exceptions of my judgment towards them. I thought I would be a sexist all my life.
But then she came and ruined all my plans.
When she was new and didn’t have any friends, I was her lab partner. My plans of being the smartest kid in class were taken aback by a female. The supposed-to-be not smarter than me.
At first I saw her as competition, but as time went by, the feeling grew. A feeling I myself can’t explain.
When our period of being lab-partners was over, I began to think about her more. When I wake up, before I sleep, and sometimes it keeps me up at night. It’s become an utter distraction for me.
As time passed by I began to admire her more. Her intelligence and her charm. I began to realize that not all women are predictable.
Up until now I’ve been denying my feelings to my friends who apparently know me better.
I don’t want to say. I’m smarter than that.
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THREE
Hika-chan left our class with a big question mark. Sometimes he makes me wonder why I’m even friends with him.
Mirai-chan sat back down and continued copying notes from the board. Her concentration inspired me to write as fast and as neatly as I could whilst other students (mainly Yama-chan) snore away.
Inoo sensei continued his lecture as we noted his words.
“Anou…sensei?” A small voice interrupted him, “that equation is wrong. That’s supposed to be negative.”
Mirai-chan stood up and pointed at the board.
Inoo sensei looked closer at it and pushed the midpoint of his glasses.
“Very good, Kota-san. I’m sorry class, ‘twas my mistake.” He apologized, giving a smile to the whole class.
I felt the atmosphere turn different as girls from the back of the class softly screeched, “kawaii!!”
As expected from all the other girls, and as expected from the only girl that abides my laws and theories.
Even I didn’t notice that mistake.
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When class ended, I picked up my books and got ready to leave. I paused at the door when I heard two girls talking about Inoo sensei.
“He’s just so adorable and cool!” one said, “I wish he was our age!”
“I know, right?” the other replied, “I wish all boys our age were like that!”
I flinched at her statement.
Before I stepped another foot out, I heard one of them mention my name.
“Anou...Chinen-kun would have been cute if he wasn’t so mean and snobbish!” I heard, “He is the ultimate proof of what boys shouldn’t be!”
Trying to ignore their backstabbing, I took another step, and stopped.
Another girl swept by passed me and stopped at the edge of the door.
“You shouldn’t judge people like that based on what you’ve been picking up from first impressions.” She said, “judgment from behind is a value of the small-minded.”
I froze. It was Mirai-chan.
I bowed my head in embarrassment (and flattery too, I guess. It was Mirai-chan after all.). Something warmed up my cheeks as I heard her saying those words that defended me. Selfish and stubborn me.
I could feel my pulse rate go higher every second. I ran out to see if she had already left. The girls whom the conversation was coming from walked away as they saw me search for Mirai-chan.
She was already gone.
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I stared at my lunch without having the appetite to eat it. I knew it was a total waste of money, but still, it was props for I was the only one who wasn’t eating. Hika-chan and Yama-chan ate like pigs next to me.
I knew I wasn’t hungry. I felt kind of happy. Why did she defend me?
My curiosity continued to grow and was about to overflow as I fed myself with fantasies. Food wasn’t necessary.
“Oy Chinen, are you gonna eat that or what?” Hika-chan said, his chopsticks pointing at my bowl (still full) of rice.
I shot him a look.
“Does it seem like I want to eat right now?” sarcasm on, “I am sooooooo hungry.”
He pouted and stole my gyoza.
“Hey!” I was about to start an argument, but Yama-chan interrupted me with a large sigh.
“When are you going to tell her?” He asked, “It’s been two months already!”
“What are you talking about?” I asked, pretending not to know whom he was referring to.
“Mirai-chan! You like her, right?” He said as he chewed on his food.
“Eh?! Chinen likes a girl??” Hika-chan suddenly lost his interest on his food.
I shook my head in denial as he looked at me straight with those big brown eyes.
It was as if I was trapped, and have nowhere to escape. See, this is why I didn’t want to tell Yama-chan before. He was so persistent into who I liked. If I hadn’t told him, he wouldn’t have started to tease me about it.
“Anou…” Hika-chan started to talk seriously.
Thank goodness subject changed.
“I think I like a girl too…” he continued, trying to look down on his food and avoid eye contact.
See, humans do this when they do not want others to see their embarrassment, but in the end, they end up making it even more obvious. Fail anatomy.
“Eh??” Yama-chan was shocked, “what’s her name? and what’s she like?”
“I don’t know her name..” Hika-chan sulked, playing with his chopsticks, “I forgot to ask.”
“Well, what does she look like then?”
“She’s not very tall, but she’s choooo kawaii!”
“Wow.”
I rarely find cute and admirable girls here in school so I decided to turn on my interest for this conversation.
“Do we know her? Have we seen her around, you think?” I asked, trying to sound as specific and as interested as possible.
Hika-chan nodded. He fiddled with his chopsticks and dropped them as he clutched his other hand.
I could tell that he’s having a hard time too; confessing to us. We aren’t used to this. We’ve been in this school for years together and so confessing about feelings like these come once in a blue moon.
He held onto Yama-chan’s sleeve, gripping the fabric as if he was about to explode. He was biting hard from inside his mouth, I could tell. His muscles from his outside jaw showed.
This was probably how I looked like when I told Yama-chan.
He gathered a mouthful of breath and opened his mouth.
“She was the girl this morning! You’re classmate! The one who gave me my homework!” He finally let out.
My eyes widened, Yama-chan’s jaw dropped, my heart skipped a beat and both of us stayed speechless.
How did this happen? Why did this happen?
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A/N: I love how I ended this chapter. Ohoho. :3
I'm going to do Yama-chan's next so wish me luck!
I really hope you guys review/comment/feedback on this chapter. I really want to know what you think <3 Yoroshiku!
This one was a bit challenging since the character was supposed to be a smart one. I tried to sound as smart as I could, really. This is all I could come up with.
I have to make up for my last chapter since it was a bit short. Even I hate it when stories are slow. Please forgive me! I honestly write like this because I don't want to miss a single detail. :(
Anyway, thank you to those who took the time to read the first and second one. I cho love you! Suki suki suki <3
This POV ain't Yama-chan's yet but get ready for it!
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PREFACE 3
My name is Chinen Yuri. I am 18 years of age. I go to school in Seishun Gakuen, and had always been at the top of my class…until she came.
I live with my mom and dad with 2 elder brothers who are now professional lawyers.
My parents brought me up with high expectations. It’s troublesome sometimes, but it’s the reason why I promised myself I would never mix personal emotions with work. All the while I dedicated my life into studying and fed my parent’s expectations with goals that can only be set higher every accomplishment being done.
Besides friendship, I’ve never thought about all the other things life comes with.
Like love.
Or so I thought.
At first girls made me shiver. I used to think that women are a toxic waste to the human race, and used to just see them as a tool for reproduction. (a/n: LOOOOL!)
I used to believe that their EQs often get the best of their IQs. I’ve come to think that biologically, they were born with a high emotional quotient and concluded that they were not worth any of my high school time.
Until my school became co-ed.
The population of girls in my school isn’t that high and I rarely find those who come to be exceptions of my judgment towards them. I thought I would be a sexist all my life.
But then she came and ruined all my plans.
When she was new and didn’t have any friends, I was her lab partner. My plans of being the smartest kid in class were taken aback by a female. The supposed-to-be not smarter than me.
At first I saw her as competition, but as time went by, the feeling grew. A feeling I myself can’t explain.
When our period of being lab-partners was over, I began to think about her more. When I wake up, before I sleep, and sometimes it keeps me up at night. It’s become an utter distraction for me.
As time passed by I began to admire her more. Her intelligence and her charm. I began to realize that not all women are predictable.
Up until now I’ve been denying my feelings to my friends who apparently know me better.
I don’t want to say. I’m smarter than that.
--
THREE
Hika-chan left our class with a big question mark. Sometimes he makes me wonder why I’m even friends with him.
Mirai-chan sat back down and continued copying notes from the board. Her concentration inspired me to write as fast and as neatly as I could whilst other students (mainly Yama-chan) snore away.
Inoo sensei continued his lecture as we noted his words.
“Anou…sensei?” A small voice interrupted him, “that equation is wrong. That’s supposed to be negative.”
Mirai-chan stood up and pointed at the board.
Inoo sensei looked closer at it and pushed the midpoint of his glasses.
“Very good, Kota-san. I’m sorry class, ‘twas my mistake.” He apologized, giving a smile to the whole class.
I felt the atmosphere turn different as girls from the back of the class softly screeched, “kawaii!!”
As expected from all the other girls, and as expected from the only girl that abides my laws and theories.
Even I didn’t notice that mistake.
--
When class ended, I picked up my books and got ready to leave. I paused at the door when I heard two girls talking about Inoo sensei.
“He’s just so adorable and cool!” one said, “I wish he was our age!”
“I know, right?” the other replied, “I wish all boys our age were like that!”
I flinched at her statement.
Before I stepped another foot out, I heard one of them mention my name.
“Anou...Chinen-kun would have been cute if he wasn’t so mean and snobbish!” I heard, “He is the ultimate proof of what boys shouldn’t be!”
Trying to ignore their backstabbing, I took another step, and stopped.
Another girl swept by passed me and stopped at the edge of the door.
“You shouldn’t judge people like that based on what you’ve been picking up from first impressions.” She said, “judgment from behind is a value of the small-minded.”
I froze. It was Mirai-chan.
I bowed my head in embarrassment (and flattery too, I guess. It was Mirai-chan after all.). Something warmed up my cheeks as I heard her saying those words that defended me. Selfish and stubborn me.
I could feel my pulse rate go higher every second. I ran out to see if she had already left. The girls whom the conversation was coming from walked away as they saw me search for Mirai-chan.
She was already gone.
--
I stared at my lunch without having the appetite to eat it. I knew it was a total waste of money, but still, it was props for I was the only one who wasn’t eating. Hika-chan and Yama-chan ate like pigs next to me.
I knew I wasn’t hungry. I felt kind of happy. Why did she defend me?
My curiosity continued to grow and was about to overflow as I fed myself with fantasies. Food wasn’t necessary.
“Oy Chinen, are you gonna eat that or what?” Hika-chan said, his chopsticks pointing at my bowl (still full) of rice.
I shot him a look.
“Does it seem like I want to eat right now?” sarcasm on, “I am sooooooo hungry.”
He pouted and stole my gyoza.
“Hey!” I was about to start an argument, but Yama-chan interrupted me with a large sigh.
“When are you going to tell her?” He asked, “It’s been two months already!”
“What are you talking about?” I asked, pretending not to know whom he was referring to.
“Mirai-chan! You like her, right?” He said as he chewed on his food.
“Eh?! Chinen likes a girl??” Hika-chan suddenly lost his interest on his food.
I shook my head in denial as he looked at me straight with those big brown eyes.
It was as if I was trapped, and have nowhere to escape. See, this is why I didn’t want to tell Yama-chan before. He was so persistent into who I liked. If I hadn’t told him, he wouldn’t have started to tease me about it.
“Anou…” Hika-chan started to talk seriously.
Thank goodness subject changed.
“I think I like a girl too…” he continued, trying to look down on his food and avoid eye contact.
See, humans do this when they do not want others to see their embarrassment, but in the end, they end up making it even more obvious. Fail anatomy.
“Eh??” Yama-chan was shocked, “what’s her name? and what’s she like?”
“I don’t know her name..” Hika-chan sulked, playing with his chopsticks, “I forgot to ask.”
“Well, what does she look like then?”
“She’s not very tall, but she’s choooo kawaii!”
“Wow.”
I rarely find cute and admirable girls here in school so I decided to turn on my interest for this conversation.
“Do we know her? Have we seen her around, you think?” I asked, trying to sound as specific and as interested as possible.
Hika-chan nodded. He fiddled with his chopsticks and dropped them as he clutched his other hand.
I could tell that he’s having a hard time too; confessing to us. We aren’t used to this. We’ve been in this school for years together and so confessing about feelings like these come once in a blue moon.
He held onto Yama-chan’s sleeve, gripping the fabric as if he was about to explode. He was biting hard from inside his mouth, I could tell. His muscles from his outside jaw showed.
This was probably how I looked like when I told Yama-chan.
He gathered a mouthful of breath and opened his mouth.
“She was the girl this morning! You’re classmate! The one who gave me my homework!” He finally let out.
My eyes widened, Yama-chan’s jaw dropped, my heart skipped a beat and both of us stayed speechless.
How did this happen? Why did this happen?
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A/N: I love how I ended this chapter. Ohoho. :3
I'm going to do Yama-chan's next so wish me luck!
I really hope you guys review/comment/feedback on this chapter. I really want to know what you think <3 Yoroshiku!