He turned around, his gaze cold as ice. “Inoue san.” He called with no tone in his voice. “Let go. Please.”
"I'm sorry, Ken. I...." Miyako didn't know what to say to him. She pulled her arms to chest and looked at him, her eyes pleading.
Ken stared blankly at her. He stared at her form, shrunk shoulders, and her face. He started with his poker face. “Why do you ask me to stay?” He asked, his voice still flat, and his feet still unmoving from the doorway.
She knew what she had to do now. She had to tell him why, "There's something you should know. It's why you should get over me."
Get.Over. The word stabbed him repeatedly. He laughed hollowly, feeling the pain running through his veins. “So there’s something I should know now.” His tone sarcastic, the taller of the two looked downward on the girl. “What is it this time?” He brought his left hand forward and made a grand gesture. “Is it another one of your problems? Or is it another man?” He brought one of his hands and grabbed
( ... )
“Inoue san.” Suddenly gaining his sense back, he called out. “Get up. The girl I fell in love with is much stronger.” He lowered his head.
Stronger. That’s what Chizuru and Momoe had said. That she was stronger than this. Mantarou said that she made everything bigger than it really was. That she lived in the exaggeration. But what if Ken knew? Would he want her, would he still love her? Through everything? She wasn’t strong enough for this. What the guys at school said was true, what Shin said was true, at least Partially. Part of her wanted that attention, she wanted to feel special and not be a comparison.
“I don’t want to push you away. I don’t. No guy will ever mean to me what you do. I want this to work Ken, more than anything. I’m just not sure it could. I really, really like you
( ... )
Miyako thought of all the things she could say to justify what she did, but they were only excuses, nothing more. As she looked in his eyes she knew that she had lost him forever. She suddenly had the urge to rip up all the pictures she had drawn of him. She wanted to destroy all her pictures because they showed what she was in her heart: a flighty whore. She wanted all her pictures gone, for that reminder to cease to exist, for her emotions to stop existing and taking over her life. She wanted her friends back, Koushirou, Iori and Ken. Iori had said he might like to date her, but how could he? She looked at Ken, “That’s a good idea, Ichijouji-san. I’m sorry, I wish you the best of luck, and wish Hikari well for me. She’s a very sweet girl, and you guys have always been friends....and Takeru didn’t turn out too well for her...” Miyako thought that would hurt, but right now, all she felt was numb. The pain would come later. “Let me walk you to the door,” she offered.
Ken shook his head.The implications… Even her last
( ... )
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He turned around, his gaze cold as ice.
“Inoue san.” He called with no tone in his voice. “Let go. Please.”
"I'm sorry, Ken. I...." Miyako didn't know what to say to him. She pulled her arms to chest and looked at him, her eyes pleading.
Ken stared blankly at her. He stared at her form, shrunk shoulders, and her face.
He started with his poker face. “Why do you ask me to stay?” He asked, his voice still flat, and his feet still unmoving from the doorway.
She knew what she had to do now. She had to tell him why, "There's something you should know. It's why you should get over me."
Get.Over. The word stabbed him repeatedly.
He laughed hollowly, feeling the pain running through his veins.
“So there’s something I should know now.” His tone sarcastic, the taller of the two looked downward on the girl.
“What is it this time?” He brought his left hand forward and made a grand gesture.
“Is it another one of your problems? Or is it another man?” He brought one of his hands and grabbed ( ... )
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“Inoue san.” Suddenly gaining his sense back, he called out.
“Get up. The girl I fell in love with is much stronger.” He lowered his head.
Stronger. That’s what Chizuru and Momoe had said. That she was stronger than this. Mantarou said that she made everything bigger than it really was. That she lived in the exaggeration. But what if Ken knew? Would he want her, would he still love her? Through everything? She wasn’t strong enough for this. What the guys at school said was true, what Shin said was true, at least
Partially. Part of her wanted that attention, she wanted to feel special and not be a comparison.
“I don’t want to push you away. I don’t. No guy will ever mean to me what you do. I want this to work Ken, more than anything. I’m just not sure it could. I really, really like you ( ... )
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Miyako thought of all the things she could say to justify what she did, but they were only excuses, nothing more. As she looked in his eyes she knew that she had lost him forever. She suddenly had the urge to rip up all the pictures she had drawn of him. She wanted to destroy all her pictures because they showed what she was in her heart: a flighty whore. She wanted all her pictures gone, for that reminder to cease to exist, for her emotions to stop existing and taking over her life. She wanted her friends back, Koushirou, Iori and Ken. Iori had said he might like to date her, but how could he?
She looked at Ken, “That’s a good idea, Ichijouji-san. I’m sorry, I wish you the best of luck, and wish Hikari well for me. She’s a very sweet girl, and you guys have always been friends....and Takeru didn’t turn out too well for her...” Miyako thought that would hurt, but right now, all she felt was numb. The pain would come later. “Let me walk you to the door,” she offered.
Ken shook his head.The implications… Even her last ( ... )
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