On their way out, the teacher unfortunately caught them and gave them a careers forum sheet
to fill out. Sumire did not understand why Yuhi bothered taking her back to the classroom, but now she knew. She watched as he pulled out his sketchpad and started to draw. Her sweat fell when she saw the poor career sheet on the desk in front of him.
It seems like he has no intention on filling that out today.
Graduation huh? It felt like it was just yesterday where she entered high school, to think two years have passed already. Back when she first entered high school, she was filled with many doubts and uncertainties. She did not have any confidence and often tried to run away from her problems.
When she dated Sano she was in her first year of high school. She thought then that older men were better. If it is someone older, surely they would treat her better and have a better out look on life. That was the most stupid thing she ever thought of. Just because the other person is older and more mature, it does not mean they are better than any other guy.
All guys are the same, no matter how old they are. Older guys are just better at concealing their true nature.
She was a fool, but everybody around her accepted him so she did not suspect him.
On the other hand Atushi and Asuka did not hesitate to show they dislike. The two gave her subtle hints whenever they could. But it was hard for her to understand those hints since Sano stuck to her like glue.
Sumire recalled a time where she thought Sano did that because he cared for her, because he wanted to protect her from harm. But that was naive of her, it was naive of her to think that she could have a normal love story.
"Hey, your not moving your pen anymore."
At that comment Sumire sighed. "Your not even filling yours in."
"That's because I haven't decided."
"Do you think I have?" Sumire retorted back.
Yuhi chuckled. "Well no, I dont think so." He picked up her paper. "What are these? You dont want to do art in the future?"
"Yuhi-san, please be more realistic..How many percentage of the population become artists? How many continue to pursue art?" She shook her head and answered her own question. "Only five percent. Such a small percentage of the population."
Her sentence fell short when he brushed his fingers across her lips. "You're among that small population."
That's the only thing he said and yet it was enough for her.
.....
Iro Road High School - Two days later -
Ever since she came to this school, it feels like the days pass by so quickly.
Her thoughts break when she feels someone remove her headphones. "Only you could paint so well with music on." A male voice said.
Her face turned red, once she looked up and saw the owner of the voice. It was none other than Terashima Yuhi. Today he wore a simple white collar shirt and black trousers. But she could not look away.
The distance between them was small.
"So what are you painting?"
Y--uhi??!!
It really is him but she recalled what was said about Yuhi's girlfriend during the after party. If he still has someone who he likes, then he really shouldn't have done any of those stuff with her. As far as their conversations concerning the matter came, she assumed that he no longer had a girlfriend. However the others told her that is not the case.
"It is none of your business." Sumire replied coldly.
She wants to confirm it with him, but a part of her is afraid to do that.
Yuhi took her sketchbook from her. "Ha? What is that? Let me see?"
When she saw that he would not leave. Sumire knew she could not give him the cold shoulder for long."It's Torika "
"All you do is draw.." Sumire watched him scan the drawing. "Hey Torika come here."
The bird perched on the window looked over at Yuhi before flying inside the room.
"There is nothing wrong with your drawing. But when it comes to animals you can't seem to draw them as detailed huh? See if you want to make the bird more real you do this."
Sumire watched him and in a few seconds, he transformed her bird drawing into something amazing. " See?".
Her violet orbs sparkled. "Wow, how did you do that?"
Yuhi lifted it towards her. "Examine this drawing again and try again."
She tore it off and placed it in front of her, as she got a blank sheet out. Alright, this time round she should be able to do it. Though Yuhi drew it so fast, Sumire had been completely mesmerised the entire time. She found herself to be completely engaged in the drawing, that was until she realised how close the black hair boy was.
Yuhi laughs. "You're too serious idiot."
This guy, she was supposed to hit him with all her strength. Yet she can't find herself to do so now. Somehow her heart is pounding even though she doesn't want it too, as a result she lets go of her pencil.
"Sumire?" Yuhi called out.
This feeling is so strange.
It really is quite illogical, when she found out too that him and his girlfriend hadn't actually broken out. For some reason she felt bothered by it, though she doesn't know the exact reason why. " Your face is red. Are you alright?"
This person is quite sly. Does he have any idea what kind of effect he has on her?
"I--m alright." She managed to say.
Yuhi stared at her for a few minutes. "Huh well if you say so. You have the ball tonight, can't exactly pass out now can we?".
At that comment her expression turned unpleasant. She unknowingly puffed her cheeks up. So that is the only reason why he came over here, to remind her about the damned ball. The pre marriage dance, that's right. She's already of marriageable age and soon she would be wed to Soujiro. The preparations have begun already, but because he has only just
"If you're only going to be worried because of that, then you shouldn't have said anything." Sumire said annoyed as she pulled away from him.
"Ehhh? Why are you so mad?"
Gee and he is oblivious too.
For a genius he really can be an idiot sometimes. Does Yuhi understand her feelings?
Sumire averted her gaze and for the rest of the time didn't say anything. That's right, there's no need to say anything anymore. Because eventually she will be wed to that person officially, when that time comes she can no longer turn back or run away. No, running away had never been an option from the beginning.
Yet even now when she closes her eyes, she can see that person's radiant form and the colours that surround him. Ah, what colour was it? Sumire however could not ponder on this for long since Yuhi suddenly slumped his head on her chest.
"Hah, I am sleepy after all."
"Yuh-"
"Sumire, hey give me a kiss."
At that comment her eyes widened. "What are you suggesting?" Sumire mumbled and looked away from him. "I thought you wanted me to attend the ball tonight."
Yuhi raised his head and cupped her cheeks. "Are you upset?"
"Of course I would be. You don't care?"
Yuhi sighed. "Of course I care. But you have to meet with him eventually. Ever since you came here, you avoided meeting with him correct?"
Sumire no longer saw any need to meet with Soujiro, since she started dating Yuhi. If she were still single then she would have met him. A marriage for convenience sake. But it is different now. "I dont want to lose you."
She watched as a tint of red appeared on Yuhis cheeks. Clearly he did not expect this from her. Sumire realized a moment too late.
"Uh.."
His gaze softened. "I see, then you dont have to attend."
Sumire blinked when she heard those words from him. She does not have to attend?
"But did Soujiro not contact.."
"He did and I told him we were dating already so he should get lost."
At that comment she burst into laughter.
"Hey don't laugh."
To think Yuhi did something like that for her sake. Then again they are dating, she extended her hand out and tugged on his sleeve. "Then, make sure to tell him okay?" Sumire said.
Even if she does not want to attend, she still wants to give him some face at the end of the day.
Yuhi frowned and turned to her with a serious expression on his face. Sumire had to avert her gaze when she saw him like that. Why does he suddenly look so serious? Whenever Yuhi got like that, Sumire did not know what to think. It never occurred to her that Yuhi was actually a serious guy. Judging from his behaviour in the past anyway.