Life's Not That Simple.

"Hilda!" Tatsumi growled.

Prologue: Her

"So, do you know anything about love?"

"Nope. Nothing except from what I've read and seen in the manga and anime that I took from Furuichi. " he said while rubbing the back of his neck and leaning back on the grass facing a river that we frequent.

"Everyone around us is calling us a couple and says that we are in love." I said as I skipped a pebble on the surface of the water.

"Oh."

Fool. Well, maybe not. I do not know anything about love either except from the soaps at 5.30pm every Wednesdays. The fools who said that we are in love and deemed us as a couple should be punished and tortured, reliving the horrors of their nightmares. I have been friends (?) with Oga Tatsumi since the death of my parents 20 months, 2 days and 5 hours ago. Nothing about him excites me nor does he have any interest in me. The dislike is mutual. Not to forget Creepichi, who has been his leech since childhood.

"Oi! What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, idiot. Nothing that concerns you and your black tufts. Let's go before Furuichi comes running and complains that we are always leaving him out." I said while cleaning off the dust on my fingertips.

"Hmmm. I've not planted him to the ground since 3pm. Let's go!"

'Hopeless' escaped my lips while smirking at this buffoon who cares about nothing but planting his victims to the ground or wall with his bare hands.