A/N: Ciao, everyone!

Thank you so much for the support! \(*u* ) Since College is starting again in a week, I quickly finalized chapter three and here it is! I'm so sorry for the grammatical errors, still, I hope you like it! I love you all!

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Day 4

Every people in this world unintentionally declares a certain event as disaster if some signs have been met in a distinct situation.

For example, if a young girl happily goes to school, then she realizes she forgot her pink umbrella, and suddenly the clouds turn dark, the girl will instantly conclude that a day will not end smoothly.

Or another example, if Harumi Taniguchi spots a sandal fitting for an adult woman at the entrance of their home, she will immediately know that her day will not be a good one, especially with the presence of her older sister.

Everyone has their signs of their own misfortune.

Thus, a certain blonde holding an unsolved Math worksheet, while sitting in a library, after releasing a distasteful growl, Yuzu easily concludes that this will be her catastrophe.

"Harumin, please enlighten me." Her eyebrows twitching, desperately binding her frustration as she loudly taps her mechanical pencil in her blank worksheet. "Why the hell are we in the library if Math's supposed to be a free time today..?"

Harumi sighs at her extremely stressed best friend. "You should know the answer to that question, Yuzucchi." She then continues her writing as she explains. "Since our Math professor is absent, a worksheet is given to us, and someone convinced our next professor to continue to work on this worksheet as long as we're in the library. Figures."

"And who convinced our History Professor? He's a very hard nut to crack! How can someone convince that old geezer-"

"Again, you can answer that question yourself, Yuzucchi." Harumi stopped writing and pointed the tip of her mechanical pencil to Yuzu. "Is there anyone possible other than our Student Council President?"

"What… Oh, right." Yuzu released a sigh that even her soul could feel her frustration. "You're definitely right."

She suddenly understand everything.

The class after their recess was supposed to be Math. In the middle of their class, the professor announced that she will be absent a day after due to her attending a certain prestigious event, the news almost excites everyone in their class, especially the blonde.

But never did they know that the next Math class was in 2-A, which is Mei Aihara's homeroom class.

Since a worksheet was given while the professor is not around, the Student Council President requested for class 2-C and class 2-A to do their task in their library, with the reason of "Better focusing and more Resource Materials".

Of course, it was easily approved, it came from the Aihara Mei, after all.

Which resulted to the current situation. Why? She definitely doesn't have the slightest bit of inkling.

The blonde scratched her head for the nth time. She looked at her watch and almost thirty minutes have passed since their settlement at their library and she still has no progress. Oh, Heavens.

"I told you what's happening right now, so isn't it about time you tell me what's really happening?"

"Huh?" The blonde stopped her scratching as she looks at the brunette which was still unwaveringly answering her worksheet. "'What's really happening'? What do you mean?"

"You know what I'm talking about." Harumi then sternly glanced at Yuzu. "Since the lunch event two days ago, and suddenly this two classes collaborating, I'm quite sure everything is not a coincidence."

The brunette glared. "You are involved with the Prez in some ways, am I right?"

"Huh…?" At first the blonde blankly stared at the opposite girl, after comprehending, she suddenly stood. She stomped her hands at the table harder than what she anticipated as she decreases her distance with the brunette, hoping for a defense of her innocence in regards to the claim. "Huh?! W-W-Wait! What are you talking about! I—"

She suddenly halted. No voice was suddenly coming out as she felt she destroyed the atmosphere of the place she is currently residing.

She was answered with silence and a hundred gazes.

Realizing what she did, she slowly bowed and wincingly descended to her seat.

Harumi raised a brow and crossed her arms as she looks at the defeated young blonde. "I guess that's my answer."

Yuzu waved her hand to protect her slowly cracking voice. "Really, Harumin.. What are you talking abou-"

"You can't lie to me, Yuzucchi." Harumi sighed. "I know I can't assume anything without any proof, but I've been thinking a lot lately. Tell me honestly." She leaned to her best friend as close as possible. "You're the new challenger."

"I-" Yuzu can feel the chill within the gaze of the brunette. She looked away as much as possible, but she can still feel the deathly gaze.

A few seconds have passed and their positions haven't changed. She can feel her sweat forming every millisecond. She was burning, and if the staring contest continues she will definitely turn into ash.

Harumi was definitely frying her entire being.

"I…"

Yuzu internally cursed a million times. She then realizes she can never lie to her best friend.

"I… had no choice." Yuzu exhaled. She was defeated. Harumi smirked as she continues to be the reigning champion. Yes, she was entirely defeated.

Harumi returned her focus back to worksheet and returned Yuzu's personal space. Yuzu breathed heavily. It felt like years have passed since she encountered fresh air.

"... Harumin, I.."

"I won't ask for any details yet."

"Huh?"

"Based on your reaction, it's complicated, right? I guess admitting your involvement is fine for now. We're in a public place, but after today you will tell me everything, okay? Everything." Harumi innocently smiled, and Yuzu cringes. This is definitely a death threat.

"…Am I that obvious?"

"Yeah, for me, that is." Harumi flipped the page of her work sheet. "You're a bit paranoid about almost anything this week, and you're really restless every time Prez is mentioned in class."

"I see…" Yuzu rested her chin in her palm. She closed her eyes as she sighs.

"Don't worry though, no one other than me suspects a thing." Harumi slightly glanced. "At that time when you pulled Prez to the roof top, I told them you're just having a 'normal friendly' argument with her."

Yuzu blinked for a few times until she slightly smiled with her best friend's reassurance. "I'm really lucky to have you, you know?"

"Of course! I'm one of a kind, young woman." Harumi grinned.

After mouthing a small "Thank you", Yuzu looked down and grimaced. Upon the mention of 'rooftop', she recalled everything that has transpired two days ago.

"Let's continue the challenge."

Her declaration was entirely clumsy, but she doesn't regret what she said.

Wait.

That's when she noticed that she hasn't seen the dark-haired woman since the start of her self-declared 'library massacre'.

She slowly rolled her eyes around the whole library to find her, until her motion stopped as she finally located her.

She is two tables away behind Harumi.

She is at most four meters away.

Yet, Yuzu was still captivated. Her eyes opened wide.

Aihara Mei, wearing a violet-shaded reading glasses, her long eyelashes softly touching the frame, her silky hair touching the corners of the paper, her smooth, unmanicured but perfectly clean fingers slowly tapping her mechanical pencil as her clear cerulean eyes intensely reads every single word she encountered at her mostly finished worksheet.

At that moment, Yuzu was in trance. She is now fully absorbed by the beauty of the dark haired woman. She thought she could stare at her for years and she will never get tired at looking.

All of the sudden, Yuzu's breathing hitched when a cerulean eyes met hers.

Aihara Mei was looking at her.

Everything in her suddenly stopped functioning.

She doesn't know how to describe what was happening. She can't move, she can't speak, and she is entirely trapped within a void that only Aihara Mei can generate.

What could be the right term to describe this feeling? Is she enchanted? Is she currently spell bounded?

Or maybe she is spirited away?

If it is, then she wants to be enslaved forever.

Suddenly, a book was closed a bit loudly, the sound coming in front of her, her state of mind suddenly recovered. She desperately broke the eye contact and as she forcefully tried to normalize her breathing.

"Hey, blondie." Harumi shoved her Math book inside her bag. "You're screaming red, you know that?"

"S-Shut up! I-I-I'm answering this worksheet!" Yuzu suddenly flips a page from her worksheet, which results to a failing attempt of regaining composure.

She knows she's failing. Now she's entirely unfocused because of a certain Student Council President.

Speaking of the woman, she stood up as she removes her reading glasses. Fully aware of her presence, Mei slowly marched to a bookshelf nearest to Yuzu and scanned several titles.

Having a faint idea of what was transpiring, Harumi smirked.

After choosing a title that provided a bit of interest to the dark-haired lady, she slowly retrieved the books. Before passing at the blonde's designated table, a brunette suddenly raised her hand.

"Hey, Prez! Do you have a moment?" Harumi smiled while waving.

Yuzu can't describe the horror she was currently experiencing.

Astonished at the sudden summoning, she calmly marched to the pair. "Yes, Taniguchi-san. How may I help you?"

Harumi pointed her mechanical pencil at her currently horrified friend. "Well, you see, my best friend here is struggling in number one about the factoring of polynomials. Are you finished at that item? Can you help her?" Again, Harumi innocently smiled. Yuzu felt like her spirit left her body at the sudden development.

"Harumi, You..!"

"Let me see."

Mei bended down, her head reaching the level of the blonde's, she slowly tug a hair behind her ears, their face only an inches apart.

Her fingers brushing her own as she slides it when she reads the question, "Ah, this item. First, you need to find a common factor for the constant." She starts explaining.

Her words continued to flow like a lullaby to Yuzu's ears, but she can't understand a thing.

Her eyes are so beautiful.

"… After you list the possible factors…"

She smells so good.

"... You need to check every single pair..."

Her skin is so warm.

She is stuck looking at her.

"… This two numbers fits the equation. Thus these are the answers. Is my explanation clear, Miyamura?"

Again, for the second time, Yuzu has been trapped inside her cerulean eyes.

She can feel her breath. Her lips and her's are inches apart.

"Y…"

I wonder how it would feel if her lips are pressed against mi-

"Yes!" Yuzu used all her remaining energy to harshly pick up her mechanical pencil, and she erratically scribbled random numbers against her worksheet. "Yes! Y-You're explanation is perfectly clear! I can answer this question much faster now! Oh my God, this is so easy!"

"I see."

What did she do to her? What spell did she use to make her feel this way?

She was the one who declared, she should be the stronger one.

She won't lose. She can't lose now.

"I'll return to my table, then." Mei said with a small bow.

"Thank you very much, Prez!" Harumi said while saluting.

As Mei leaves the table, she slipped a piece of paper under Yuzu's worksheet. After a few seconds, her presence has blended finally again with the rest of the crowd.

"You're really obvious." Harumi smirked while looking at her best friend. "You look like a tomato."

"You're so dead after this, Harumin." Yuzu said as she massaged her head to calm herself down. "You are so dead!"

After an hour, the two classes packed their things for the resume of classes.

Noticing a small piece of paper sticking under her worksheet, Yuzu silently reads the letters scribbled.

"Meet me at the Chagall Café after class."

Yuzu sighs.

She will never look at the Library the same again.

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"Just a cup of coffee, please." Yuzu smiled.

As soon as she finishes ordering, she picked a couple's table slightly a bit far from the entrance to avoid any encounters from someone from their school.

A few years ago, a mini mall was built a few blocks away from their academy. It has now become a custom to the students from her academy to stroll around the mall after class, especially dates and shopping. Of course, with that said, Yuzu almost memorized the mini mall like the back of her hand. She and Harumi won't last a week without looking at the department store, after all.

The Chagall café was one of the stalls of this mini mall, but it is quite hidden. That woman picking this place as a rendezvous was not surprising, since their unusual situation really requires for unusual places, or to express it better, Yuzu was actually quite amazed that she knows this café.

Yuzu sipped a bit of her coffee as she glanced at the lights outside the café. It's nearing Christmas, the environment is slowly becoming colorful. Couples are walking everywhere, seeking each other's hands for warmth, smile dancing in their faces. Yuzu can't help but to be infected with the cozy atmosphere.

"Couples, huh?" Yuzu softly muttered. She slowly chuckled at the idea that she is seating at a couple's table when she's alone, and it may take a long time for her to be alone too, since Student Council Work might take a long while.

Aihara Mei, Yuzu thought, what does she want to talk about that it needs to be in Chagall Café? It really feels like they are a couple.

Wait. A Couple. Yuzu cupped her face. She suddenly imagined herself walking around with Aihara Mei, holding hands, sharing each other's warmth, smiling-

"Why are you grinning alone, Miyamura?"

A voice she just lately knew and slowly starting to be accustomed to suddenly pull her back to the reality.

Her blazer cleanly folded and hanging around her arms, slightly flustered, her breathing a bit staggered, a few sweats gliding on her forehead, all the clues are leading to her running here to Chagall Café.

Yet, how can she still be beautiful?

"I'm sorry, the meeting took longer than usual."

"I-It's okay! Don't mention it!" Yuzu slightly waved while turning away. "Just calm down first."

"Thank you, I'll gladly take up your offer."

After a few minutes of resting and ordering, Aihara Mei has finally relaxed.

"Do you like this place? I chose this because I thought we can converse more comfortably here."

"Yeah, I guess so. This place is... a bit alluring." Yuzu said as she rests her chin into her palm. Just like you.

Mei slightly smiled. "I'm glad to know your tastes are still intact."

"Hey, woman. What does that mean?" Yuzu raised her brow. "Other than that, what are we going to talk about, anyway?"

"Direct to the point, I see." Mei slowly retrieves a magazine from her bag and gently places it on the table.

"Here."

Yuzu knitted her brows. She definitely recognizes this magazine.

It's a magazine for couples. It has a section about tips about dating, gifts for their lovers, advices, everything related to love.

Aihara Mei and Love, it's definitely an unusual combination, which makes Yuzu also unusually nervous.

"W-What's in this magazine?"

Mei confidently crossed her arms. "You'll see. Turn it to page twenty three."

Yuzu, while slowly getting terrified like revealing a test score in her finals in Algebra, she obediently flips the magazine in page twenty three.

And Yuzu confirmed her graveyard.

'Top ten most popular dating spots in Tokyo'

Please don't tell me…

Mei then displays a playful smirk.

And that is the final nail in Yuzu's coffin.

"We're going on a date."

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