WAS in honors of Valentine's(Self-Awareness) day... but... procrastination... x.x

Disclaimer: I do not own Elsword~

Elsword: Rune Slayer
Aisha: Elemental Master
Rena: Grand Archer
Raven: Blade Master
Chung: Deadly Chaser
Ara: Yama Raja

Aisha quietly took a seat in a desk far off in the left corner of the room as she took out her book and read. Students nosily filed in as she continued scanning her book, learning all she could about the elements' powers. A thought still tugged at her mind since the day she had received her schedule. Why had she been placed in the basic magic class? Surely, even this teacher has heard of the Elemental Master that will be attending this school.

The bell had rung not long after the purple-haired mage finished her little rant. The students took either seats hurriedly as they spotted the teacher walking in through the door.

"Hello class! My name is Miss Ariel and I will be guiding you all through the fundamentals of magic this year!" she smiled, introducing herself.

"Um, excuse me," a red-haired boy raised his hand, "Didn't you say that I was going to be in the advanced magic class? I took a test for that over summer and you said I could go up a level."

"What?! There was a placement test?!" came the enraged mage's thoughts.

"Oh, right," Miss Ariel said, "Well, schedules will be fixed next week, so just keep coming to this class until then." The boy sat down with a smirk as he watched half the class gape at him.

"This guy.." Aisha thought, "He should know when to talk to the teacher ALONE."

The class ended and third period passed in a blink of an eye. Aisha dragged her feet into the science classroom, the thought of being placed in the basic magic class still bugging her mind. She glanced at the seating chart projected on the white board. A girl named Rena is going to sitting next to her. Other students that will be in her table are Raven, Chung, and Elsword. Sighing, she took her seat at the table in the farthest left corner of the classroom. At once, the mage had taken out her book and stuck her nose in it, ignoring all that was happening around her.

*Beeeeeeppppp*

The bell and rung and rudely snapped Aisha's attention out of her book. She looked around the classroom, checking out all of her classmates before finally setting her eyes on her own table mates. There, sitting on her left side, the "show-off" red head. A series of annoyed rants streamed through her head as the mage tried to ignore Elsword as best she could. The science teacher, Mr. Adams, was also extremely incoherent. In the middle of class, most of the students gave up trying to comprehend his words.

"Hey," Elsword began in a whisper, "Have any of you guys heard of the game called 'Drowsle*'?"

Being a secret gamer, this caught the mage's attention at once, "I've heard of it, but I never actually played it before. The game I play most right now is Yrotselpam**."

"Yrotselpam?!" Elsword exclaimed, "That spamming game? Please, Drowsle is so much better. It's actually combo-based!"

Aisha cringed in distaste of Elsword's opinion and attitude. How dare he openly accuse her favorite game! Aisha held back the strong urge to take out her book and whack him across the head for his idiotic statement.

"Spamming?!" Aisha whispered angrily, "If you think that Yrotselpam is a spamming game, then you clearly haven't played it yet!"

The pair argued like this for a whole entire week, both sides holding their ground. Being the smarter students in the class, it was not necessary for them to pay attention to Mr. Adams anyways. Over the weekend, Aisha spent her free time thinking about their arguments over and over again before deciding they were utterly useless due to the fact neither of them had accurate facts to prove the other wrong. Aisha sighed, exasperated, before pulling out her computer and started researching the general plot of Drowsle. As she took a look at the available classes, she scoffed, thinking that it had such little variety. However, her eyes lingered on the pictures of Slayer of the Runes and Master of the Elements. They looked suspiciously similar to Elsword and herself. Archer of the Grand, Master of the Blade, and Deadliest of all Chasers also had a shocking similarity to her table mates. Aisha simply waved it off, thinking it was merely her imagination.

Monday arrived quickly and Aisha was ready to leave Elsword in the dust. His insults against Yrotselpam had made her mad enough to send him crying to his mother. However, today's game debate was immediately turned into a friendly discussion.

'Curse his social perfection,' Aisha thought angrily, as she continued to quietly listen to Elsword's speech.

"Ah, I was planning to make an archer..." Elsword started.

"Aner, right?" Aisha asked, interrupting, "Just use the character's names. I did some research and started playing Drowsle to have a proper argument unlike someone."

Instead of retorting, Elsword... smiled. Aisha's eyes widened as a small blush crept up to her cheeks. Never had she ever seen Elsword smile so happily.

'Maybe,' Aisha thought, 'he really isn't that bad at all...' The mage had quickly pushed that thought out of her head. What was she doing? Judging people by looks.. In attempt to hide her flustered face, she had shoved the book in front of her face again. No way in hell will she ever come to like this boy, or at least she had hoped.

~Time Skip to 6th Period~

Aisha's eye twitched as she found herself sitting directly in front of Elsword. Since when was Mr. Denka so ready to place the annoying red-head right behind her?

"It can't be helped," Elsword said, yawning, "He DID put us in alphabetical order anyways." Aisha sighed as she pulled out her world history book. This year was definitely going to be the craziest year she will ever have.

But over the year, the purple mage had not realized how attached she had grown to the berserk red head.

"Aisha! What elective does Elsword have?" asked a random classmate. There was a lot of background noise in history, and Aisha couldn't hear very well.

"W-wait, what was that?" Aisha asked, leaning forward in hopes of hearing the question this time.

"What elective does Elsword have?"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Ara secretly giggled and "translated", "Aisha, she's asking you if you like Elsword."

"W-w-w-w-what do you mean?!" Aisha stuttered as her face turned red, "I-I don't like Elsword in that way.."

Aisha's classmate had sighed and face-palmed before she rose her voice even more, "WHAT ELECTIVE DOES ELSWORD HAVE?!"

"A-Ah..! Uhm, he has Advanced Magic.." Aisha sighed in relief before she turned to her friend.

"Eeheehee.." Ara nervously giggled, "Of course I misheard, too.."

"Do you like Elsword?" Ara asked curiously in history class.

"No," was the mage's simple reply. Ara smiled devilishly before turning to Elsword.

"Hey, Elsword~ Aisha likes you~"

"No she doesn't," Elsword said plainly without glancing up from his work. Ara pouted at the stubborn couple that she shipped so much before she returned to her work and wait for Elsword to leave the room for a few good moments.

"You DO like Elsword, don't you, Aisha?"

"N-no I don't," Aisha said, unintentionally stuttering before she slapped herself mentally. Elsword leaves and she loses all of her skills of masking her speech?

"Ohhhh~ So you DO like him~" Ara smirked, her sharp ears catching the faint stutter the poor mage had spoken. She snickered evilly when she saw Elsword heading back into the classroom.

"What is it?" the red-head asked, annoyed after noticing Ara had been attempting to catch his attention for at least ten minutes.

"You should really believe me about Aisha.." Ara pouted, pulling his shirt sleeve multiple times. Elsword only casted a quick glance at Aisha and scoffed as he looked at the now-calm expression on her face.

"Just go back to work, Ara..."

Time flew by and year had already come to a close. Aisha stepped into Mr. Adam's class and immediately went to her table. She knew that even though the five of them were as close as a family, all of that would end today. The mage sadly smiled as she watched Elsword give each of his table mates a hug.

'He'll skip me, for sure,' Aisha thought before turning away to explore the rest of the classroom for the last time. Before she was able to set off on her little adventure, the familiar voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Do you... mind?" Elsword hesitantly asked while stretching his arms out as a hug. Aisha's shocked expression quickly turned into a soft smile as she nodded. Much to Aisha's disappointment and relief, it was half-hug. His right arm wrapped around her shoulder nervously as she returned the gesture with her left.

'Thank you,' Aisha muttered with a small smile.

"What was that?" Elsword asked. Aisha merely shook her head and smiled as the dismissal bell rang.

"Hi," Elsword muttered as he appeared right next to Aisha in the large crowd of students filing out of the school. Shivers ran up her spine as she felt the red head's breath on her ear.

"Don't scare me like that!" Aisha scolded, still slightly shivering from the minor scare.

"You should be used to it by now," Elsword yawned, bored, as he escorted her to the usual departing place under the shade of a small tree. The two exchanged their goodbyes with the mage feeling a little sober, promising that they would still see each other on Drowlse. Aisha was actually going to miss the brat she had despised so much on the first few weeks of school. She stood under the tree, recounting all the precious memories she had with the red-haired boy.

'I really do like him, huh?'

skdflgsdfkgjsdflkg CUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT ;w;

No more.. for this chapter... 8th grade year in the next chapter will explain the reason I'm writing this before I finish my other two stories. Can't let my personal life get in the way of proper endings, right? ;P