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• happy valentine's day, this is a gift from me to you on this special couple's day-this fanfic will be updated once per two weeks, though •
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Akashi was getting sick of Valentine's Day.
On this eventful day, it was predictable for him as the student council president (and basketball captain) to receive lots of confessions and chocolates-which of course, resulted in him turning down each and every one of them.
It was obvious, he won't choose any of them, he didn't have any feelings for them-and he wasn't attracted to any of them.
It was such a sunny day but he found himself exhausted from his student council work which was still seventy percent done. The girls flocking plus chocolates given weren't helpful either and here he was-walking in Rakuzan's beautiful backyard, viewing the magnificent scenery which lessened his burden a little.
He thought to sit and relaxing in the long bench near the trees for a while, but when he saw the place, half of it was already occupied by a [length], [color] haired teenager with a paper bag filled full with chocolates right beside her.
At first, he didn't bother-one thing that he did find it weird was that it was class time, and she was outside-but when he went near, he could hear small sobs coming from the certain girl.
... Wait.
She was crying?
It seemed that she heard the small steps that coming, because she immediately tensed up-trying to wipe her tears that unfortunately kept flowing out, and then looking up when Akashi's shadow covers her petite figure from the sunlight.
"A-Akashi-san?"
She mumbled timidly, realizing that the student council president was currently in front of her, voice sounded hoarse from crying, while Akashi stands-looking down on her, immediately recognizes the adorable being in front of him.
[surname][name], well known for her doll-like appearance and sweet personality. Her [length], [color] hair fits perfectly with her large, [color] eyes, and her round, small face-makes her looked really cute like a doll. Her petite yet ideal figure makes her quite an eye candy to the men. She was what everyone said angelic.
Akashi had never exchanged words with the said girl even though they were classmates, except those work-oriented, and thus he didn't really pay attention to her knowing that her existence didn't give him a lot of impact either. But meeting with her in this kind of situation make him thought that ....
... she was like a ceramic doll.
Fragile, easily broken with only one wrong touch.
"A-ah-I-I'm sorry ...."
Apologizing immediately, she rubbed her cheeks hastily faster, hoping that the tears will stop.
"You're crying?" Akashi asked blankly, even though he knew certainly that fact, somehow he couldn't stop himself from asking.
"E-eh-? N-no-" She tried to deny, even though her hands still wiping away the tears streaming down her cheeks, but realizing her attempts to hide the remaining were futile, she bit her lower lip, building up the courage to asked him curious yet sadly: "Um, i-is it that obvious?"
"Yes." He answered confidently, ruby orbs eyeing her figure-as he placed himself to sit beside her, while she takes away her paper bag (as if to give space) and placed it over her lap. "You should wash your face and go back to the class."
For a moment, there was silence.
"... I-I don't know."
Finally, she answered-hanging her head low, voice wavers and fist clenched tightly, her body trembles. "... I don't feel like going to class right now."
Akashi didn't look interested, but keeps his ears open to listen; it seemed like she need someone to hear her story, and he knew that people will psychicalogically feel better after saying her problems to someone else when they're in despair.
"These chocolates." She started, pointing inside the bag full of chocolates, biting her lower lip. "I make it. All of them. Only for him."
Akashi blinked.
He thought that half of it possible coming from her fans, but ... she actually made all of them? From the bottom until top?
But, wait ... him?
Who did she was going to give it to?
"I don't know his favorite, and thus I make it all for him to choose." Her voice started to waver, as her eyes become watery once again. "But he chooses none."
Akashi's mouth turn into a thin line.
"He ate [friend]'s chocolate, though ...." Finally, tears started to flow down, as her grip to the paper bag tighten-making it a little crumpled. "I-I don't understand. H-he is supposed to be my bo-boyfriend, bu-but ... why did he didn't want to eat my chocolate ... but ate hers i-instead?"
There was silence, and Akashi couldn't help but feel pity for [surname]. She was a nice girl (even though deep inside he also thinks that she was quite dumb), it was already proven with her efforts wanting to give her boyfriend his favorite chocolate ... by making many chocolates.
But her boyfriend want none, and make her cry.
Akashi can't help but felt a little upset, empathy greets him a little-even though he didn't suppose to feel emotions, as it was called a weakness, he couldn't help but pity her, for she was really broken.
And so ....
"Let's eat these chocolates together."
... he suggested, ah-no, commanded.
[surname] blinked, looking at him, tilting her head to the side; looking confused. "Eh? Pa-pardon?"
"Your boyfriend doesn't want this." He stated, taking the bag from her lap-take out some chocolates wrapped in colorful plastic. "And have you tasted your own chocolate?"
She gulped, eyes looking a little confused, shaking her head. "N-no, I haven't-but-"
"Good. Then let me eat it." He opens the wrapping, eyeing the heart-shaped white chocolate that currently in the hold of his hands. "I haven't eaten since finished my student council duties."
She didn't complain, as she had no arguments to defy the redhead emperor of Rakuzan, eying Akashi as he took one bite, she found his eyes slightly widen at the flavor and texture that his tongue savors. Why? Was it that bad? Was it bitter and-
"It is delicious."
Upon hearing his comment, her concern flew as her heart flickered a little with happiness; eyes twinkling as delight could be seen dancing in her [color] orbs.
"Really...?"
Her voice sounded hesitant yet excited, it seemed that Akashi have successfully made [surname]'s anxiety fade away, and now she had stopped crying.
Akashi gives her the chocolate, she accepted-biting in the other end, and immediately, her face looks like sparkling as the sensation melted into her mouth. A wide dreamy smile pestered at her face.
"You're right! This is yummy!"
He couldn't help but smile slightly at her adorable expression, even though the remaining of crying and puffy eyes still could be seen; he thought that she herself will be able to deal with it later.
Taking out another chocolate after returning it to Akashi's hands, she opened the wrapping and bite the pink square chocolate-and contrary to the first one, her face immediately shows disgust.
"Ugh-this one is quite bitter though."
Akashi couldn't help but stifle a small laugh at her expression, although in the next second, he takes another chocolate inside her bag and opened the wrapping. Now, what kind of flavor that he'll taste?
"Ah. It's salty."
Hearing his remarks, she gasped and snatched the dark chocolate-standing up with an embarrassed yet concerned face, a tint of pink visible on both of her cheeks. "Nooo! Don't eat it! I'll throw it away!"
Then she hastily walked away to the nearest trash bin before Akashi could even reply-and as he saw her back went further and further, a frown started to form on his handsome face.
He admitted, [surname] was definitely cute and attentive-it was such a shame that her boyfriend didn't think highly of her, it was really a shame that she got a boyfriend like him who put other girls in front of her.
And knowing this, he couldn't help but thought:
"She deserves someone better."
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- to be continued -
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happy valentine everyoneeee /// and welcome to my second fanfic! anyways as usual-I updated my fanfics at a constant pace; which for the case of this fanfic will be: here. unfortunately, this one will be once per two weeks, and on wednesdays. not sundays. why? because valentine's at wednesday and thus I keep the pace same.
hope you like this work and enjoys it! ////
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