Petty Confrontation

This girl has she not only been stalking Ru but also her? A deep sigh passed her lips. This girl also knows Sano, and knows about the break-up based on that wording. Sumire was about to say something when a familiar redhead stepped between her and the girl.

It was Asahi; she looked at the girls with cold eyes.

"I think this is enough, or rather." Asahi suddenly twisted the girl's arm, causing her to screech in pain. Before she could say a word, she heard a clattering sound at her feet.

Sumire looked down and saw a small blade. She glanced at the girl with wide eyes. 'Seriously?'

"-don't you think this is overboard? You got rejected, and now you're taking it out on his good friend."

"Everybody knows that he likes her! No, I'm sure she knows it too, and she is just playing around with him."

Her eyes twitched, annoyed at those words. Since earlier, she has remained calm, but this is pushing it now. Whether Ru likes her or not is none of her business.

"Does that even matter? He already said no. If you keep doing this, you will only continue to hurt him." Asahi turned to one of the students. "Can somebody get the guard? I think there is an issue with the school security if a student can bring a knife here."

It took her a moment to realize that a huge crowd had gathered. When did that happen? No, more importantly, there are so many people right now. She felt her vision turn blurry, and her breathing became unsteady.

'If anybody looks at you, it is only in a conceding way.'

'You useless piece of trash.'

Her thoughts broke off when somebody grabbed hold of her arms and pulled her back. "Ki, are you alright?"

It was Ru; he stood there with a worried look on his face as he looked her up and down.

"I am fine."

Mamoru looked toward the girl and frowned. "Even though I put it nicely. Wait, I will-"

Sumire shook her head. "It's fine."

"Would it still be fine if she succeeded in hurting you with that knife? Ki, you have to be careful!"

Geez, he is going to start nagging again. Sumire reached over and caressed his cheek.

"Thank you for worrying about me, Ru."

"R-r-right." Mamoru stammered.

Asahi and her did not leave until the security guard came to take the girl away. It looked like the guard had some questions, so Mamoru was taken along too. Before he left, he kept reminding her to check her messages every hour.

That guy, wasn't he supposed to be busy? After walking for a few minutes, they were finally out of the school grounds and onto the main streets.

"You know." Asahi trailed off. "Mamoru-san really does care for you. Have you ever tried asking him if he likes you or not?"

"Asahi, not you too."

The redhead shrugged. "I mean, Sumire-sama, it won't do you any harm entering a new relationship. At least this time, you know the other person well."

Her sweat fell when she heard that last part. Even though Asahi said it casually, it felt like a huge jab to her.

"Alright, so I made a mistake with my first relationship. But you know I was only using him."

"Right to get over Terashima Yuhi." Asahi trailed off as she pointed to a poster on a truck that was parked on the sidewalk. "But it must be very difficult for you to get over somebody who has his pictures everywhere."

"Well, he is famous."

She only used Nagawa Sano to get over Terashima Yuhi, but that failed. It did not help how famous Yuhi was; she saw him everywhere. It is difficult to get over a person in these circumstances. It seems she cannot get over Yuhi, so the best solution would be just to confess to him.

But that is easier said than done. She already turned him down; why would he return her feelings now?

"I wonder how long it will take before those guys make a move."

Sumire sighed when she heard Asahu's words. "Please do not mention that now."

"I find you really amazing. How do you continue being friends with the guys who like you?" Asahi paused. "No, I find it more amazing that they can remain friends with each other."

"Even if they do like me, they are good guys. I just went through a breakup; they won't do anything."

"Ah-huh, I wonder how long you can keep up that attitude. Speaking of your harem, there is three over there."

Sumire glanced over in the direction Asahi pointed at only to find a large crowd gathered around a medium-sized stage. Two guys were introducing themselves, and a third one jumped on stage.

'Masato, Mikaze-kun and Nao.' She identified the three immediately. So the work they had to do today was this; she thought it was weird when she didn't see them in the lesson earlier.

Mikaze: Say, what do you think it is I am lacking every day? I fight a difficult battle. But oh, I wish I could quit; this is something I have never thought.

"They have gotten better."

Masato: The dream I found when I was little was like a meteor shower racing through the sky

Nao: Oh, I know I'll never regret it; it's just as I thought

Her gaze softened as she looked at the three singing earnestly on stage. Even Nao, who normally finds singing quote a bother, looks like he is having fun.

This is the power of music; they have the power to put smiles on people's faces.

Mikaze: One day, when I look up at that stage

Masato: ..though it feels so very far away

Nao: You can hear that signal to start, right?

All: It's just for us. Shine! Shine! Like jewels. Sing! Sing! Until I sparkle. Without you by my side, smiling at me. So that I am worthy of you. Shine! Shine! Brighter than a diamond.

Sing! Sing, I want to twinkle brightly right by your side.

It did not take long till the stage finished. She was about to leave with Asahi when she tripped over. But instead of falling on her face, somebody caught her.

"Woah easy there."

The person who just caught her was none other than her childhood friend Senbi Nao. Nao has black short hair, blue and fierce sharp-looking eyes. 'How did he get down from the stage so quickly?'

"Thank you, Nao."

"Your welcome clumsy Princess."

Her eyes twitched, annoyed at his sarcastic remark. "Hey!"

"What it's true? How on earth did you trip when there is nothing-" Nao trailed off as he looked down at her feet. "So that's the problem."