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"Hey , Hiyori...?"

"Yeah?"

"I-I have a c-confession to make."

"Did you eat out of the cookie jar again?! I noticed some of them where missing!"

"N-no. T-t-that's not it."

"What then?"

"I... l-l-love you, Hiyori. Very , very much."

"EH?!?!"

I gasped and gaped at you in shock. WHAT THE HECK?! We were best friends since we were young! This doesn't feel right. I was hit by the most worst emotional whirlwind ever.

"B-but! Listen Kohori ... we're childhood buds , isn't this a bit ... strange? This is too sudden!! I mean , I never thought of you in that way ...!"

"I know. But I have a request to make , consider it... for old times sake?"

"Okay , fine. What is it?"

"Give US a try."

Jeez , you fool. How much are you gonna put me through? I ... I knew I never was good in the 'love' department. I was oblivious , to anything like that. But seriously , no woman would've ever expected this! I should refuse , before things get out of hand. But , your eyes , your beautiful sapphire eyes , they're pleading ... that was the first time , I had ever felt this kind of pain. The pain of ... 'love'.

"Alright , I'll go out with you."

Idiot. Thats what I am , an idiot. Not an idiot for accepting you , an idiot for never feeling for you in that way. The feeling of 'love'.

"Hiyori! Look what I got you ... its a plushie! I love you Hiyori!"

There's that pain again , your bright face lit up my day , it always would. I loved seeing you smile , you always complained that you weren't handsome , or manly. But for me , I could stare at such a beautiful face forever. I looked at you with 'love'.

"Hey Kohori , I made these for you. H-happy Valentines."

"Whoa! Chocolates? Thanks Hiyori. Mmmph- they taste awshum!"

"D-don't talk with your mouth full! You idiot ..."

Praise , it made my stomach feel like someone was tying knots in there. Bright red was the color my face always wore when you praised me. I would never say it out loud because of my stubborn personality ... but your praise make me feel wanted. I 'love' it when you praise me.

"Hey Hiyori?"

"Yeah?"

"I want to tell you something."

"You ate out of the cookie jar! I just know it!!"

"Nope. That's not it."

"What then?"

"I love you."

...

"I 'love' you too."

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"Hey , Hiyori...?"

"Yeah?"

"I-I have a c-confession to make."

"Did you eat out of the cookie jar again?! I noticed some of them where missing!"

"N-no. T-t-that's not it."

"What then?"

"I... l-l-love you, Hiyori. Very , very much."

"EH?!?!"

I gasped and gaped at you in shock. WHAT THE HECK?! We were best friends since we were young! This doesn't feel right. I was hit by the most worst emotional whirlwind ever.

"B-but! Listen Kohori ... we're childhood buds , isn't this a bit ... strange? This is too sudden!! I mean , I never thought of you in that way ...!"

"I know. But I have a request to make , consider it... for old times sake?"

"Okay , fine. What is it?"

"Give US a try."

Jeez , you fool. How much are you gonna put me through? I ... I knew I never was good in the 'love' department. I was oblivious , to anything like that. But seriously , no woman would've ever expected this! I should refuse , before things get out of hand. But , your eyes , your beautiful sapphire eyes , they're pleading ... that was the first time , I had ever felt this kind of pain. The pain of ... 'love'.

"Alright , I'll go out with you."

Idiot. Thats what I am , an idiot. Not an idiot for accepting you , an idiot for never feeling for you in that way. The feeling of 'love'.

"Hiyori! Look what I got you ... its a plushie! I love you Hiyori!"

There's that pain again , your bright face lit up my day , it always would. I loved seeing you smile , you always complained that you weren't handsome , or manly. But for me , I could stare at such a beautiful face forever. I looked at you with 'love'.

"Hey Kohori , I made these for you. H-happy Valentines."

"Whoa! Chocolates? Thanks Hiyori. Mmmph- they taste awshum!"

"D-don't talk with your mouth full! You idiot ..."

Praise , it made my stomach feel like someone was tying knots in there. Bright red was the color my face always wore when you praised me. I would never say it out loud because of my stubborn personality ... but your praise make me feel wanted. I 'love' it when you praise me.

"Hey Hiyori?"

"Yeah?"

"I want to tell you something."

"You ate out of the cookie jar! I just know it!!"

"Nope. That's not it."

"What then?"

"I love you."

...

"I 'love' you too."