Ichigo pov

As I was following Mitsuki I was wondering what was going on, but I just stayed silent. We were up on the school roof. "Ichigo. How can I be like you..." "Huh? Um what exactly do you mea-" "I mean, like you. You don't get a lot of attention from people and you are your own person. I'm always forced to act happy all the time when really I'm not. I don't like being adored by everyone just because of how I am. I don't like getting a lot of attention, and I don't like people hanging out with me just because of all the attention I get. My friends force me to do things like go out with girls that confess to me."

I looked at him and sighed a little. There was no way he could be me. "I never even talked to anyone and I suddenly start getting all of this attention and popularity that I don't really care for. I'd rather just have friends that like me for who I am and not just to hang out with me to get popular."

Honestly, I felt sorry for him. I understood where he was coming from and I could understand not wanting so much attention... Just like me. "Well...I'm the same. I just distance myself away from people."

"Oh.. I see, But you should still have friends. I don't like seeing people without someone to talk to. No one should ever have to be lonely. Not even if they want to, and I know that you want to be alone but, I would like to get to know you and be your friend."

All I could do was just stand there looking at him. Why would he want to be my friend? "Sure..I guess we can talk but we aren't friends yet." My cheeks were probably a bit red but no ones really ever acted like this towards me.

He had so much determination just to want to become friends with me of all people. Why?

He just smiled. His smile could make anyone happy. "So I'll walk you back to your class okay?" "Oh- you don't have to." "No I will really its fine with me." He was nice. Too nice but, it was something different. He was a different person after all. He wasn't like anyone else.

I wanted to know more about him to see why he's the person he is. As we were walking down the halls we didn't really talk much. Once we got to the classroom we stopped in front of the door. He kept staring at me for some reason but I wasn't sure why.

"Ichigo." "Yes?" "We're friends now right?" "Um...I won't tell you that." I started blushing again. He chuckled lightly and just walked away. He was a really mysterious person to me.

Its not like I didn't mind being his friend. I just never expected it to happen. To be friends with someone who's popular and talkative. Maybe this was all new to me.

Maybe he could be someone I could trust and tell secrets to.