Chapter 1:

Hopeless Confession(For Talent Show)

One Shot Stories

Beep-Beep-Beep..Bop

The alarm rang louder than normal.. Maybe it knew how much my heart would go 'doki doki' today. The morning was off, I was off..

While making breakfast I overfilled the bowl. When getting into my school uniform-I fumbled so much I ended up slipping and banging my head on my desk.

I didn't know who I thought I was, when thinking about confessing to my crush. Definitely not someone who can get the girl without tripping over own existence. I am NOT some anime romance protagonist... Or so I thought.

"If the morning was already this bad... then confessing later? Yeah, I was doomed.

...First, I had to pick up her.

Before going to school and getting to see Kyoka, I have to pick up my exhausted friend. Because she "sleeps in too much" according to her parents.

Just some coverup cause they want us together. Before I knew it, I made it. Cause she's literally my neighbour.

I slipped inside the house with the orange rusty key given at the start of the year by her parents and as expected, she's sprawled out across the couch watching television in her pajamas.

What did I say, it's a coverup-they want us together!

"Can you get ready?" I plainly asked

"Your late"

"And yet your not even dressed, I'm literally 20 seconds late"

"Oh so you were counting the time you missed seeing me, hehe."

My face turning oddly red "In your dreams! I was... calibrating my internal clock for a high-stakes mission!"

Saki quickly hopped of the couch

"High stakes mission? What is it? Tell me!" quickly moving right in my face, a small smirk rised. If I tell her, she will tease me.. Eh, who knows. Maybe she'll get jealous or back off.

"C..Confessing to my crush"

"Confessing to me-ehh"

"N-no, not you"

"Sure bud, sure" she said before heading to her room to get ready leaving her door tilted barely open.

"If I'm not the unlucky one then who is? Someone who let you borrow their pen? Someone who helped you up when you tripped over your own feet? Or are you into those ai girlfriends"

"K-Kyoka Idadori.. M-my seatmate in math.

"Hah! Just cause she lets you copy her work, doesn't mean she likes you.

"Hey! Well, she doesn't just let me copy her work. She lets me borrow a pen when I forget mine"

"Yeah... Like that's more romantic than copying work. You're hopeless."

"It's the small things that count. Now hurry up, I don't want to be late for math."

The door creaked open as she slipped though, now in her uniform

"So what if you're a little late for maths, even if you confessed it would be 'hopeless'" a grin stood on her face, knowing I had no comeback.

"Somehow, between her teasing and my terrible luck, we still made it to school... barely."

"Morning"

She took ages, we were twenty minutes late.

"Good morning Daigo. Problems with Saki again?

"Yeah, she spent way too much time teasing me about.. S-something."

"What was it?"

"SILENCE YOU TWO!" demanded the teacher, luckily..

Today's maths class went smoothly, until we actually had to do math.

My eyes kept glancing at Kyoka's luscious long hair, her cute face, and even her big b..big smile.

This was all till 5 minutes were left of the lesson

"If you don't finish, you don't go" announced the teacher with a wave of groans that included my own.

'Flick', on the side of my head I got flicked by.. By Kyoka.

"Only stare if you've finished your work" she said in a low tone.. Much like Saki's. She then thankfully handed me her work, to copy off. Like always.

RING

Thanks to her help, I'm able to make it out of class.

"The rest of the day blurred by. Lessons, voices, footsteps... none of it stuck.

There was only one thing on my mind."

Kyoka

You can do it Daigo, you can do it.

Oh that's her over there.

My eyes darted over to Kyoka sitting against that crusty old wall, her normal spot.

Hhh... haa..." Sweat poured down my head..

My legs slowed down practically to a halt.

Come on, a few more steps legs!

Thump, thump