Here's a request from @briannay :) Glad she requested Mitobe-chan, I love him too.

Hope you enjoy. Don't forget to comment, guys :)

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You liked Mitobe Rinnosuke.

Period.

Your friends would often ask you why. Why, why, why oh why? He never even talked for crying out loud and it seemed like he didn't care about girls or romantic stuffs either.

Well, you couldn't help it. You couldn't really describe it. It's like the feeling would overflow from somewhere else. All you could say was that:

Even if people are against it and you knew you can't make the cut, once you realize that feeling.. it's unstoppable.

And in your case, even if he didn't like you back.

Or so you thought..

Because the truth was, he liked you too.

He sat behind you in class and all the while, he would stare at your back. He would smile in secret whenever he sees you smile, you would take his breath away whenever you flip your [hair color] hair, and he couldn't help but fall for you deeper and deeper each day.

He loved you as much as you loved him. Or perhaps, even more than you did.

But the problem was, he didn't know how to tell you. He didn't know how to confess his feelings to you. So that's why he never made a move.

And that was a huge problem since it's already Valentines day and there were some guys wanting to date you..

You groaned miserably as you opened your bag and saw that you left your pencil case at home. Yes it was Valentines day, but your sweet teacher still gave you a dreadful exam.

Ugh. Just because she doesn't have a date doesn't mean she can make my day miserable too..

But your mental ranting stopped and you flinched when you felt that strong feeling of being stared at. You looked around you but your classmates were all busy muttering incoherent complaints while facing their testpapers. You gulped then you turned around, and you met Mitobe's worried gaze.

"Eh?" Blushing, you gave him a curious look. "W-Why?"

He gave you the pencil he was holding and then smiled at you after. His features were striking and his smile was gentle. He didn't talk, which was normal, and just stared at you with a smile. And you swore to God you'd melt any minute.

"T-Thanks." You stuttered, returning his smile. You reached your hand out to get the pencil, your fingers gently brushing against his long ones for the shortest moment. Whether you did that on purpose or not, it's up to you. [A/N: HAHAHA. ON PURPOSE. XP]

You shyly turned your attention back on your own testpaper and stared at the pencil on your hand. Your inner self was giggling and freaking out, you definitely wouldn't return the pencil anymore. As in, not ever! It's a special memento from your crush after all.

Halfway through the test and everyone was already concentrating, including you. You didn't want to fail that test so you were trying to get every item right. But in the midst of your concentration, a crumpled little piece of paper landed on your desk. Frowning, you jerked your annoyed little fingers to pick it up then looked around you. None seemed to care.

"What the fudge.." You murmured, opening up the paper to get a clue who was it's owner so that you could pulverize them later after class.

Hi.

That was what's written on the paper. The hell? With furrowed brows, you tore a little piece of blank paper from your notebook and wrote a reply: Who are you? Then crumpled it and tossed it behind you. Whoever would get it probably was the one messaging you in a kindergarten-like-way.

After a few minutes, another paper landed on your desk.

Mitobe.

You dropped your heart. And you, my friend, freaking tried to pick it up with a burning face. You composed yourself and wrote a reply using your best, cleanest, prettiest handwriting.

What is it, Mitobe-kun? :)

[A/N: HAHAHAHAHA! WITH AN EFFIN' SMILEY! WAY TO GO READER-CHAN! XD]

You didn't bother to look at him when you tossed the paper on his desk. You were blushing and it's just embarrassing if he sees it so you were trying so hard to hide your flushed face. After about what seemed like three minutes of waiting, his reply arrived.

Are you going out on a date later?

Goddd! All his messages kept on making you lose your mind. He never talked to anyone and so you never conversed. You never even heard his voice, as a matter of fact. But now, he was talking to you. He was talking to you through.. love letters?

With that thought, you felt like screaming and squealing to your heart's content. But then, you remained calm. As calm and collected as possible. It's not good to assume, no.

Don't get your hopes up.

There are some guys asking me. You replied, quite unsure if you had to mention that.

His response: Don't go.

Your eyes widened and you just had to ask the billion dollar question.

Why?

He replied:

♥

He just drew a heart. A freaking heart.

What does that mean?

Your conversation stopped because the teacher happened to pass by you two so you concentrated on the test. But deep inside, you were bothered and unsatisfied.

What does ♥ means?

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After class, you immediately turned around and saw that Mitobe was already gone. You groaned and stared at the piece of paper you were holding.

♥

Just a heart. A single heart.

You facepalmed and fixed your things. You bid goodbye to your friends and walked out of the classroom. But just as you took a step out of the door, a hand gently grabbed your wrist. When you turned to look at who it was, you gasped.

"Mitobe-kun?"

He was standing just next to the door as if really waiting for you to come out. There was a small smile on his lips as he squeezed your arm gently, getting your full attention.

"W-What is it?" You asked nervously. You swore the blush on your cheeks could put Kagami Taiga's hair into shame.

Mitobe scratched his cheek awkwardly before pulling something out of his pocket. He gave it to you and you stared at the paper on top of your palm in surprise and confusion.

Will you keep it?

Clueless, you stared at the words written on the paper for a few seconds. Then you composed yourself and looked at his face again. He seemed nervous too, so you decided to ask him one final question.

"What are you talking about?"

He froze for a minute, then his lips curled up into a gentle smile. He let your wrist go, cupped your chin which made you stop breathing, then leaned into your ear and whispered:

"I gave you my heart."

Your eyes widened, so very very wide that it seemed like they would pop out of your sockets. He just talked. He freaking did. And his voice was calm and velvety and beautiful.

When he pulled away from you, that's only the time you managed to regain your usual pattern of breathing. You immediately reached for your pocket and took the piece of paper you kept earlier.

♥

Then realization dawned on you. This heart was his very own confession. Unexpectedly, tears blurred your sight because of happiness. When a droplet of your tear landed on the paper, you noticed something. You flipped it and read the words written at the back:

I love you.

When you looked at Mitobe again, he was smiling. And you lost it. You wrapped your arms around his neck and immediately kissed his soft lips. He didn't know how to react at first, you surprised him. Realizing that, you pulled away shyly.

"I-I'm sorry." You apologized, biting the insides of your lower lip in embarrassment.

But Mitobe grinned and pulled you to his chest again, hugging you tightly. Warmth and content embraced your heart as you felt his arms around you. It was like a dream come true: When the one you love loves you in return.

It was purely happiness.

Mitobe Rinnosuke nuzzled his face on your ear and whispered something once again:

"I'll take that as a yes."

You giggled and hugged him back. Yeah. You'd definitely keep his heart forever..

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WATTPAD'S IN A CRACK! BUT I'M IN THE MOOD TO POST THIS :)

I HOPE THIS MADE YOU SMILE.