It was their usual day at the dorm, Kokoro and Mitsuru occasionally glancing at each other then turning their heads away with a slight blush that goes unnoticed, Zorome and Miku bickering about honestly everything, Futoshi stuffing his mouth with every food that he gets his hands on, Ikuno sitting elegantly on the sofa, her faced buried in yet another book, Goro and Ichigo having their usual conversations, and finally Hiro and Zero Two being lovey dovey like they've always been.

As Ikuno flipped 26th the page she had been previously reading, she furrowed her eyebrows lightly as there was a note, she wasn't really sure who written this. It surely wasn't written by previous users of their dormitory for the book she was reading was her own.

Still very confused she proceeded at reading what's written.

"Maybe it was the cold winter night,

Or the sparkle in your eyes,

How badly I want to let you know,

That my heart will always find peace in your soul."

She wasn't sure what to make of this. Yes, this was rather cheesy, yet, deep down she felt the writer's innocence, like it was experiencing emotions as lovely as what is written, like he or she tried to deeply express the feeling of first love, like in the romance novel she has read many times.

Unknowingly, she smiled. The poem was quite exquisite indeed, and beguiling in a way she couldn't quite describe.

"Guys, have any of you know who might be the writer of this poem?" She asked while everyone left what they were currently doing and turned their attention to her.

"Poem? What do you mean?" Goro asked slightly intrigued of this matter.

But before she can even answer, Zorome and Miku had already spoken aloud.

"Ooohhh, what's this? Our dear Ikuno has received a love poem? How sweet." Miku said her tone quite sounding like mockery, because ofcourse, without a doubt it was.

"Ooohhh, sparkle in your eyes huh? If I were to read this I would literally think..." Zorome added.

"Cheeeessssyyy!" Both of them said and turned into a laughing fit.

Ikuno could only sigh, it turns out that after she mentioned "poem" they already came rushing to her back without her noticing and began to read it.

"Come on now the two of you, don't make fun of someone's hardwork and feelings put into words." Kokoro said being her usual "motherly" self.

"If it must be that sweet then won't you read it aloud Ikuno?" Ichigo asked. And ofcourse Ikuno can't oppose, after all the one who asked was the girl she was dreaming of.

With a sigh she began to read it to everyone.

And after that each had different reactions about the current matter.

Kokoro looks very pleased, as if it was made by the one she adored and was for her, both Zorome and Miku gave off a disgusting look, Futoshi seemed to be quite interested a part of him hoping he could write something like that so he could please Kokoro, Zero Two was giving off a smirk, while Hiro was all smiles happy to see that one of his friends are feeling the blooming love, Ichigo was a flushed mess her face completely red, Mitsuri looked like he couldn't care less, yet again spared glances at Kokoro and his lips slowling turning upward to a faint smile, while Goro however did not know what to make of this.

"Well, well, I never knew one of you guys could write something as cheesy as this." Zero two laughed but the others didn't miss the slight smirk that always give them a hint of something chaotic yet amusing.

The others completely ignoring it and just wanted to give their thoughts.

"How do you even know one of us wrote this?" Goro asked.

"Well, she's completely right. One of you guys could've wrote this. Since this is my book, it isn't in our dorm library meaning the past 13th unit couldn't have written this." Ikuno stated as a matter of fact.

"So it was for you then." Miku said in her teasing voice and wiggled her eyebrows at Ikuno who just merely shrugged.

"In any case do you remember whose handwriting was used in the poem?" Ichigo asked and Ikuno shook her head in response.

"Here, all of you take a look at it then." She said and placed the paper in the table encircled by the couches. All of them took a seat even Mitsuru who looked uninterested.

The handwriting was very pretty, it was simple but each one was straight, giving the vibe of orderliness.

"Maybe it was a girl, I mean girl's handwriting are pretty and organized right?" Futoshi said and stuffed another food in his mouth.

"Clearly not since Goro's handwriting is neat and clean as well." Ichigo objected.

"I second that since Miku's handwriting looks like it was written by Satan himself." Zorome said while Miku who sat beside him only jabbed him and obviously aimed for his kidney.

Zorome could only grunt trying not to sustain more injury. 'Damn this woman I swear she's gonna be the death of me!' he could only inwardly tell himself.

"With that in mind all of us in this room are possible writers of the poem." Zero Two said and smirked. "Darling should we return to our chambers then? We have a lot of catching up to do. Well then, we'll leave the rest of you to solve this mystery lover then! Bye bye!" With that the two cheesy love birds left.

"Catching up?! Are you fucking kidding me?! They spend the rest of their day with each other and they still need to catch up?!? Are they not tired of each other huh?! Huh?! Huh?!" At this point Zorome was on the point of raging and then sulking after because our sad boi can't find a girl for himself.

"Leave them be will you? It's both of their happiness so who are we to ruin that for them?" Ichigo said.

"Yeah yeah, I was only half kidding jezz." He said and grunted then fall to Miku's lap using it as a pillow.

At this point they were both too tired to argue and lift their prides up. Since they both knew that at the end of the day they both needed each others company, comfort, and warmth.

"I can absolutely guarantee that we can't find the writer of that poem, seeing that he wrote that poem in the first place and inserted it in your book means that he's too scared to confront you." Mitsuri said already looking tired of whatever crap he thinks this is, yet ofcourse he will choose to stay, to steal a few glances maybe, until he can steal her heart, and then steal some kisses— okay, okay stop.

"Well, I suppose you're right. Well then you can all go now, I know we're all tired." Ikuno then said.

"My, my, imagine just the thought of this potential lover is very romantic right? What more if he suddenly comes up to you and give the sweetest vow you can ever imagine! My, how sweet!" Kokoro exclaimed looking very pleased than ever. Romantic thoughts are always on her mind as of late, with a certain boy in it.

"Well, time to leave I guess. Goodnight everyone." They all just gave their replies as they all descended to their rooms.

"You wrote that didn't you?" The voice said, smiling and holding its hand as if reaching the stars.

The other voice just laughed. "I suppose you do know me really."

"Why did I do that again?" It asked.

"For your own pleasure and amusement I guess. No wait, I'm sure of it." The other voice said and they both laughed.

"I wish it will be a beautiful catastrophe etched in our memory."