Higuruma - BL

♯ It was a quiet and calm day, you were planning to confess to the boy you liked; that boy was none other than Hiromi Higuruma, the brains of the class and president of the student council.

Unattainable from any angle, but... you still held onto a small hope, since you noticed that that man watched you most of the time, so you thought it was because he was attracted to you.

That day you left the letter, excited. Higuruma read it; it was a beautiful letter expressing your feelings and asking for an answer after school in the park.

You waited a long time, until you finally saw him. Impeccable as always, in that black suit they wore as part of the official school uniform, so perfect and serene.

You seemed excited, with an awkward, nervous smile, waiting for an answer.

That smile vanished as soon as I handed you the return letter, looking away with guilt and possibly also with pity.

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

He spoke, but his voice lacked conviction.

Your eyes filled with tears at that moment, allowing you a moment of vulnerability and sadness in front of the man who had just rejected you.

Your sobs echoed in Higuruma's mind, until he heard you ask.

"Why not? "Higuruma sighed nervously. "I wish you were a girl. "Your heart shattered into a thousand pieces. You'd expected any answer but that. You'd hoped he'd say he didn't like you and that you irritated him, or that he had a girlfriend, which was normal considering his position. Absolutely everything but that.

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