A girl with long brown hair which was placed in a ponytail and cerulean eyes sighed as she rested her cheeks on her palm. She had been staring outside the window for the whole period and it was already boring her. She let out a soft sigh as her gaze shifted to the resident tensai who was doing the same thing as her.
She noticed how his hair would move gently with him as he moves. How his smiling façade would sometimes falter. How his cerulean orbs would flicker in the light when revealed. How his everything made her fall for him almost 2 years ago.
Then feeling pain in her heart, she shifted her gaze back outside as she forced her mind to stop recalling the painful conversation her mother had with her father.
"When are you planning on telling her that she is not our child?" a man who stood proudly asked a woman with beautiful golden locks of hair and shining grey eyes.
"When she's prepared enough." The woman replied.
The talk between the two adults continued, not noticing the 14 year-old girl just outside the room whose eyes were already streaming with tears.
'They're not my real parents'
She once again shifted her position as she folded her arms on her desk and rested her head on the folded arms.
'If they're not my parents…' she then buried her face deep into her arms, 'then whose child am I?' she asked herself.
"Yamashita Miharu-san, are you feeling sick today?"A voice asked the said girl looked up from the current position she was in and gave her teacher a grin before replying, "I'm sorry, I just had a sudden attack of headache." She lied fluently.
Her sensei sighed, "Your headaches have been bothering you, Yamashita-san, and I think it's best if you consult your doctor."
Miharu only shook her head, "They're only temporary, sensei. Thank you for your concern."
And with one last sigh, the teacher began her lessons once again.
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Fuji looked outside the window as he let himself sink deeper into unconsciousness.He then felt someone's gaze on him and began to look for the source, as his head turned; he noticed that Miharu had just also turned her head, 'What a strange girl.' He thought. He then continued what he was previously doing, but not before long, he heard his sensei speak.
"Yamashita Miharu-san, are you feeling sick today?"
He then turned to face the girl who only looked up from her current position and gave the sensei a grin before replying, "I'm sorry, I just had a sudden attack of headache."
'Liar.' Fuji thought. Many times had he noticed how that girl would lie to the people around her. He had also noticed how distant he was to others despite her talent.
Their sensei sighed, "Your headaches have been bothering you, Yamashita-san, and I think it's best if you consult your doctor."
Miharu only shook her head, "They're only temporary, sensei. Thank you for your concern."
The dull glimmer in Miharu's eyes was enough proof to tell Fuji just how much this girl had been lying.
'Just as much as me' Fuji thought to himself bitterly.
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Yamashita Miharu was just a normal teenager who tries to keep a low profile. She had been studying in Seigaku for almost three years now and in that gap of time, she can't help but fall for the resident tensai.
At first, she didn't want to because she didn't want to get hurt. But Lady Fate had been cruel to her and she fell for the tensai. And what's more, they had been in the same class for 3 consecutive years, yet she had never held a conversation with the tensai.
The tensai, Fuji Shusuke was a boy who was the total opposite of her. He was in the tennis team and he was also very popular throughout the school, a reason why Miharu thought that it was virtually impossible for her to reach the tensai.
Although she believed that they shared a special bond as they both had the same shade of brown hair and both of them had cerulean eyes. Some could even say that they looked like twins, but the glasses that Miharu wore made her look a bit different. Although the glasses were pretty much useless as she had great eyesight.
And with such eyes, it had always been a help to her to be able to locate Fuji quickly. Even from the rooftop, his brown hair which is gently caressed by the wind always stood out among all others. The gracefulness of the way he would hit the tennis ball always looked magnificent. And no matter which angle you'd look at it. He looked so…
"Perfect…" the words escaped Miharu's lips as she took off her glasses.
Classes had already ended and there was no need for her to continue this masquerade she had held. She then let her hair free from its ties and made it cascade freely down her back. She gave Fuji one last look as she turned around and made her way down the stairs.
Students have already left the school at this hour which made her feel safe.
But unknown to her, the tensai that she gazed from the rooftop had also just ended his match and was headed for the showers.
Miharu was taking her time in the classroom as she traced her fingers on Fuji's desk, "If only you knew…" her voice whispered.
Then she heard soft footsteps heading toward the direction of the classroom which made her panic a bit. 'But I'm pretty sure everyone has left!'
She then noticed the bag that was placed on the chair of the desk she previously traced her finger on.
'Shit…I thought he brought his bag along with him!'
And with that, she immediately made her way towards the door, but as she stepped out, she almost bumped into the one and only Fuji Shusuke who looked as surprised as she was.
"Yamashita-kun?" Fuji asked, unsure if the girl in front of him was really the same girl that kept a low profile of herself.
The said girl's eyes only widened as she gave a soft apology to Fuji before running of with her hair trailing behind her.
The moment she had turned around, she felt herself blush at the close proximity between her and Fuji.
It felt comfortable in a weird way.
She then also recalled how Fuji was shocked to see her with her hair down and without her eye glasses.
'I must've really looked hideous!' she thought to herself as she closed her eyes for a moment. That must've been the stupidest thing she had did while running since she ran straight unto the wall, just missing the exit door by a few inches.
'And that must've looked really stupid! Good thing no one - '
"Yamashita-kun? Are you okay?" a voice asked.
She looked up to see Fuji.
'So fast.' She thought.
"I ran after you because you left this on your desk, I thought that it must be important to you." Fuji said while handing her a black notebook with her name artistically etched on the front cover. It was her diary damn it and it was where she wrote how much she felt for Fuji!
Miharu forced herself to speak, "D – did you read it?"
Fuji shook his head, "No."
Miharu felt relieved. Then, she realized, she just talked to Fuji!
THE Fuji Shusuke!
She felt her blood rise as she held on her diary tighter. She picked up her bag and thanked Fuji then excused herself before running away.
"What a strange girl." Fuji said to himself.
Then, he noticed a piece of paper which was lying on the ground.
"How clumsy of her." He said to himself again before bending down and opening the piece of paper.I can strive on
I can carry on
I can live on
I can be strong.
I don't want to seem weak
In your eyes.
Please find what my heart seeks.
Before it dies.
Fuji finished reading the little poem and wondered of to whom was Miharu writing this to?
He stared at the distancing silhouette of the girl, 'She's just holding up the same façade as I.'
He is a tensai and he noticed the façade that she had been holding up until now.
She smiles, but it never reaches her eyes, she laughs but it never reaches her heart.
'Just like me. And we're dancing together in this masquerade ball.'
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Miharu walked down the streets, she couldn't help but blush recalling the previous encounter she had with Fuji.
'We were so close!' she thought.
Then, she got out her phone and dialed the number of someone who had been a really great friend to her, "Jiroh-kun, are you sleeping?" she asked.
The person on the other line of the phone yawned before replying, "Just woke up, Mi-chan, why?"
Miharu grinned, "Ne, Ji-kun, why don't you meet me at the ice cream parlor today? My treat!" she knew that Akutagawa Jiroh, her best friend, couldn't resist the sweet temptation of ice cream.
"Sure, Mi-chan! Where?" Jiroh asked, "Same-same." Miharu said before cutting the call.
She was in a great mood today, and nothing is going to go wrong.
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"This is so wrong." Miharu said as she saw Jiroh with the rest of the Hyotei regulars.
She stood there by the door and stared at Jiroh, hoping he'd look back and see her.
Thankfully, he did.
"Mi-chan! Over here! Over here!" he called out.
Miharu sighed as she dragged herself towards Jiroh's direction. She could feel the weird stares Jiroh's friends were giving her. Of course they'd stare at her. She was a Seigaku student and Jiroh was a Hyotei student. Jiroh called her by a pet name. Now what's nothing to stare about?
As soon as she reached in arms reach to Jiroh, he immediately pulled her and introduced her to everyone.
"Mi-chan, these are my friends and teammates, everyone, Mi-chan." Jiroh said with a grin.
'That didn't help.' Miharu thought. 'I didn't even get to know their names!'
As soon as she sat down, thankfully, a boy who was by far the tallest among them all spoke up. "I'm Ohtori Chotarou, yoroshiku ne?" Miharu gave him a smile before introducing herself, "Yamashita Miharu, yoroshiku."
After that, the rest of them just suddenly introduced themselves.
"Shishido Ryou." 'Nice cap.'
"Oshitari Yuushi." 'The aura of genius-ity…is that a word? Who cares…'
"Hiyoshi Wakashi." 'Hm…familiar…martial artist or something?'
"Mukahi Gakuto." 'Annoying bubblegum.'
"Usu." 'You're name, stupid.'
Then that left one person who didn't introduce himself. Miharu only stared at him, he stared back. The staring contest went on for about 5 minutes until Miharu spoke up.
"Well?"
The boy raised a brow, "Well, what?"
"What's your name?"
The other regulars gaped.
She didn't just say that she didn't know who that boy was.
"Are you saying that you don't know Ore-sama?!" the boy asked haughtily.
Miharu scoffed, "Why do you think are your teammates introducing themselves to me? It's because I don't know them."
The boy only glared at her, refusing to give his name to this girl.
Then, Miharu shrugged and stood up heading towards the counter, she briefly looked at the menu then called out to Jiroh, "Ji-kun, what'd you want? Like I said my treat."
Jiroh immediately stood up and pointed to the Chocolate Parfait, then to the Banana Split.
After a few more pointing, he felt a sadistic aura beside him. When he looked at the person beside him, which was Miharu, he noticed the smile she gave him and her eyes which were closed showing him that she was already annoyed.
"Eheh…Chocolate Parfait, please." He said to the lady on the counter.
After Miharu paid for him, they went back to the others, Miharu was still smiling with her eyes closed. She can calm down that way.
"You know what; you look like that Fuji Shusuke of Seigaku when you do that." Jiroh commented.
Miharu tilted her head to the side, telling him to expound. But before Jiroh could say anything, Shishido cut him off.
"Now that you've mentioned it, you really do!"
The anonymous boy then spoke up, "Are you a spy that was sent to spy on us?"
Miharu chuckled, "If I was a spy, why would I eat with you? Moreover, I am already a spy for myself."
"And Ore-sama is wondering of who you're spying."
"Don't worry 'cause it'll never be you."
"Of course, that's because you're already awed by Ore-sama's mere presence."
"'Che...I'm rather horrified by your presence."
The boy twitched, "Ore-sama cannot accept that behavior of yours, Miharu!"
That certainly shocked them.
Miharu only opened her eyes, which revealed hatred, "Oh yeah? Well change your behavior first, Keigo!"
Jiroh just lost grip of the spoon making it fall ungracefully to the floor.
How did they know each other?
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I deleted the story Just a Smile and I'm replacing it with this one… I hope that this'd be better… I have my reasons…. Uhmm…I lost all data that I had for that story and then…I lost track of the plot…so I'm really sorry! I hope that this one would make up to it! I want to make the chapters long…so…please help me out!! Thanks!
P.S. I just finished reading the FINAL chapter of the PoT manga…too bad it already ended…I hope Konomi-sama would make a sequel when insert spoiler here!!!x
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