The person who used to hate me, suddenly turned into a yandere! - Chapter 5- About him!
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- Chapter 5- About him!
‘It’s nerve-wracking… ‘
Even though I told mom I got this and even received a pot of curry as a subject for visiting Ryuuji, my mind was now hesitating like hell when I was ten meters away from my destination.
I had the sheer determination to apologize for the massive blunder I did yesterday. I was even accepting being slapped across the face or maybe thrown out by him, but before that, I had to first knock on his door.
Since Ryuuji live a block away from my house, it didn’t take me time to get here, which was nearly seven in the evening.
I asked for his house’s description from mom since I never came to his place nor cared where Ryuuji lived.
Now mentioned, I don’t know a lot of things about Ryuuji, which he surely knows about me.
‘Why am I bantering in the middle of the street… ‘
To not look suspicious to the neighborhood and labeled as a maniac with a casserole in hand, I fastened my feet and arrived at the apartment where Ryuuji lived.
It was a small apartment on a single floor. There were three-door after climbing the stairs, in which Ryuuji’s was the middle one.
Exhaling audibly, I gathered the strength and walked to his door.
‘Ryuuji Takuya’
**KNOCK*KNOCK**
In the anxiety, instead of knocking, I banged twice on the door.
My heart beat raised as I heard a small ‘Coming’ from the other side, as I stood straight with my blood turning a little cold in nervousness.
‘This might be the first time I have become so nervous about meeting you… ‘
As my slight monologue concluded, the ‘you’ from the thought appeared right in front of my eyes.
Raven hair, midnight eyes with a slender yet chiseled physique. Yes, he’s the Ryuuji I know.
But why he isn’t smiling like always…
“Mika-san? You are here?”
His voice helped me regain my composure as I hurriedly pushed the container forward and blurted the thing I have been repeating along the way.
“You were sick, so mom made this curry and asked me to give it to you.”
For some reason, my voice was stoic as ever, like nothing had happened, and I still was the same as ever.
Hearing me, a soft smile was brought up on his lips as he stretched his hand but didn’t take the container from my hand.
I knew the reason.
He just doesn’t want to touch me, unlike in the past when he didn’t mind such small contacts.
I inhaled slightly profoundly, and after walking a little for them, I spoke in a mild tone.
“Can I eat with you? I haven’t had anything since the afternoon, and I am starving like hell. ”
Half was a lie, and half was the truth. Even though I haven’t even my bento properly, I wasn’t hungry at all.
Even though I came here to ask for forgiveness, I was acting so domineeringly.
Maybe my subconscious has made me a Tsundere who couldn’t do or say what she actually wants?
And there was Ryuuji. Despite being shamed in the name of those people, he has already lost and always been insulted in so many instances; he smiled and awkwardly gave me space to enter.
“Pa-Pardon my intrusion.”
In the chaos of the events, I nearly forgot that I was entering the house of a boy for the first time.
Ryuuji’s house wasn’t big. Just a living room and a kitchen beside the main entrance. But it was cozy enough to make it a perfect winter den.
“Please sit anywhere. I will bring the food in a minute.”
Ryuuji awkwardly gestured for me to sit in the room, which had a futon folded in the corner and a small study table which was in the middle of the room.
I nodded and sat near the table. Peeking in the notebook, I found that there were half-solved maths problems that Ryuuji must have been doing before I arrived.
I was surprised to see that Ryuuji was solving the problems which haven’t been taught in class yet.
I knew Ryuuji was smart, but he was a little above average in the class. However from what I could see, Ryuuji might be more intelligent than me?
**Cling**
With a slow sound, a tray was placed on the table before I quickly withdrew my gaze and saw from a side glance that he was arranging the table.
I really wanted to help, but again I didn’t find myself having the spirit to do what I actually want to.
‘Am I mentally ill? ‘
I was asking a lot of questions to myself today…
“Rice might be a little soggy since I don’t know the water percentage.”
“It’s okay; I can manage.”
I said in a low tone before picking up the chopsticks without minding to even looking up at him.
Suddenly I lost my confidence to speak anything to him.
Why was I getting so racked up? He is Ryuuji. The person who seldom gets depressed or angry.
What would happen to the worst? He would throw me out of his house?
Won’t it be acceptable? I mean, I did the same for him, despite him doing so many things for me in the past.
“Ryu-”
“Mika-san, why are you here?”
Before I could have muttered my words, Ryuuji-kun spoke in a neutral tone.
Lifting my gaze, I found he hadn’t picked chopsticks until now and was looking at me with eyes which I wasn’t used to.
I subconsciously pouted with a slight frown, but soon I regained my composure and decided not to look at him for time being.
“I want to say something.”
I can’t just say directly, that I am sorry and leave with a sweet bye~bye. I first have to clear up various things and confess my true feeling about what I have realized not only after hearing about his parents, but since the morning.
In his absence, I have realized various things, and I want to tell Ryuuji, how shameful I am.
But little did I know that I would get so shocked to forget everything about what I had planned to say.
“Mika-san, I know why are you here and what you are going to say. But before that, I want to hear a story. My story. I know it might be annoying, but please bear with me….for the last time.”
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A/N: – Next chapter would be the story part and the start of Mika’s feelings toward him. It might be a little abrupt but she would fall for him a little quicker than you can expect.