Serendipity: Mamoru & Usagi

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It's a usual Monday morning. Usagi wakes up earlier than usual since she's excited to see Mamo chan before heading to school.
But not today. Mamoru's class is in an excursion for a week so he won't be back until Sunday.

"Mamo chan!!" She buries her face in a pillow while screaming his name. "Aaahhh I miss you so much please come home soon!" *yawns*

"Usagi you're up too early! Is Mamoru back?"

"Not yet, but I've gotten used to waking up at this hour. " She smiles at Luna.

"Come on, let's grab some breakfast."

"Usagi chan. I'm glad you've kept up with getting up early."

"Are you happy mama?"

"I am, I am" she smiles happily at Usagi. "Now have some breakfast."

"Thank you mama. Itadakimasu!"

Usagi's walking on her way to school and thought to pass by the park where she and Mamo would always meet.

She walks slowly towards where Mamo would always sit while waiting for her. She is surprised to see someone and had a mini heart attack when she thought it was him. The guy sitting there is reading a book. Sits like him, has quite similar hair but just a diff color. Similar aura, wears glasses too but definitely a different person.

She heaves a sigh, she misses him too much now her eyes are playing tricks on her.

"I should go, I might get late." She lifts her chin up and felt her face bump into someone.

"Ooff, sorry."

"No, sorry, I was too immensed with reading I wasn't looking. Are you okay?"

She rubs her nose to ease the pain. She felt heat creep up her face as she get a proper look at the guy in front of her. She feel like staring at Mamoru although it's not him. They have the same blue eyes, the gentle stare, the same length and texture of hair but his is of brown color. She get out of her reverie when she felt a hand touch her forehead. She instantly flinches and shakes her head at the familiar but unfamiliar touch.

"I'm, I'm fine. Sorry. I have to go."

"Ah wait."
"Is she okay? Did she get hurt? That hairstyle. Same as my Usa."

"Oh shoot. I'm gonna get late." He was off to run when he notice a pocketwatch on the ground.

"It's probably hers. I should keep it. I'll just try to look for her later."

Usagi reaches school feeling uneasy and puzzled.

"Usagi chan are you alright?" Ami asked.

"Hey hey, don't sulk like that, he'll be back in a few days." Makoto chime in.

"That's right! So try to cheer up okay? Come with me to the library later I saw new comic books yesterday. We can read them together." Mina smilingly tells her.

"Really?" Usagi brightens up.  "Okay okay! New comic books! I'm excited!"

The girls parted ways to their respective classrooms as the bell to the start of school rings.

"See you at lunch!"

Usagi is sitting by the window, her mind in a daze. Curious as to how the guy earlier resembles Mamoru so much.

"Maybe because I miss him too much that's why I'm imagining it! That's it.
Why does an excursion have to be for a week though?"

Usagi is lost in thoughts when a new student enter the classroom.

He is introduced by their adviser and all the girls especially Minako ogle at the sight of him. Except for Usagi, who is still sulking while making faces staring outside.

She get out of her reverie when she heard the chair beside her move and a familiar figure occupied it.

Her eyes go wide, mouth agape as she stare frozen into Mamoru's doppleganger. This time she's certain, it's not her imagination. They do look so alike!

"Tsukino Usagi!!"

Aahhhhhh, she sits straight and tried to look ahead.

"Where is your focus at Ms. Tsukino?"

"Aah, haha, sorry ma'am."

"Alright everyone, let's start with class."

"Tsukino Usagi. My Usa?"

"Huh?" She hears a whisper, her name being called.

She turned and saw him staring intently at her, eyes serious with longing.

She didn't realize she was doing the same but had to stop when her teacher called her attention again and was asked to go outside.

"Pffft, not again. It wasn't my fault. That guy called me so I had to look.
Did he really call me though? Was that my imagination again?"

"Stop it Usagi! I've got enough of things to think about and this shouldn't be one of them."

"Is this how being apart with Mamoru does to me?"

Usagi has lost count of how many times she has sighed since she got up.

"Hey Usagi, I made you sandwhiches. These are your favorites!" Makoto presented her  with bento.

"Mako chan! Thank youuu!" Usagi happily eats her lunch and suddenly forgets whatever has been occupying her head.

"Hey guys, look! That's the new transfer student in our class! Isn't he handsome? " Minako has heart eyes while pointing at their classmate who is seated in a nearby bench.

"Hmmm?" Usagi stops eating.

"Oh, he resembles someone don't you think?" Ami asked.

"Wait! He does! he does!" Minako said excitedly!

"Hey Usagi! Doesn't he look familiar?" Makoto asked.

Usagi turns to take a glance and for sure she knows that they do resemble each other. She nodded in response.

"Their resemblance is uncanny! Don't you think?" Minako blurted.

Makoto and Ami nod in agreement.

"Rui kun!" Minako shouted ready to run.

"Hey Mina what are you doing?!!" Usagi exclaimed.

"What? He's alone eating by himself. I'll ask him to join us."

Ami and Makoto both laugh at her antics.

"Rui kun, hello!"

"Oh hi, yes, Minako san?"

"Oh you remember my name!" She said while clutching her flushed face.

"Would you like to join us? I notice you're by yourself and you probably haven't met new friends here."

"Oh, will that be okay?"

"Of course!" She answered smiling like ker face will tear in half.

"Sure, thank you for the invite."

"No problem, let's go."

They go back to the bench where the others are having lunch and Rui greeted them politely.

"Nice to meet you Rui san." Ami and Makoto said in chorus.

"Rui kun?" Usagi enunciating every syllable realizes that his name is actually familiar. She suddenly stood up while still biting at her sandwhich and points at him!

"You are! You!" Usagi screams.

Rui a bit shocked but ended up smiling thinking it is indeed her.

"Hello, My Usa chan." He beams at her.

"My Usa?" The girls scream in unison. Their faces red as tomatoes.