History Project~

I packed my things in a flash after the bell rang, I stood up and wandered to Kisaki's desk, as if I was a soldier on duty ready for deployment. He didn't say anything just stood up and went his way as I followed behind him awkwardly. Suddenly I felt my stomach growl.

"How about a Ramen shop stop?" He didn't respond, making me feel like I was just walking on eggshells for a solid minute. Then he finally halted and looked at me.

"Sure, but let's be quick." Suddenly I felt rushed, I hoped him being in a hurry wouldn't give me indigestion.

Once we walked to the shop and sat beside each other while ordering the ramen I felt like crying. He was just sitting there silently, making it more awkward than this had to be. Probably from his perspective I was just a random girl that had a crush on him but was otherwise useless to any of his plans.

I sighed when the ramen arrived, I decided to focus on eating, but suddenly received a text from Keisuke.

'Wanna come over for a motorcycle ride?' I guess he was free to do whatever since it was Friday.

'Nope, no can do. I'm going over to a classmate's house to finish a group project.' why a motorcycle ride? Wasn't he satisfied enough from last time?

"Can you hurry up?" Apparently, one message was a no go for him.

"Geez, are you in a foul mood or something, we just sat down." I started to taste the soup, trying to not burn my tongue. I was eating in peace until halfway thru I felt a burning gaze on my side.

"Let it out, instead of staring at me with such an intense gaze." After I said it, Kisaki finally picked up some sort of conversation.

"I been thinking, and I came to the conclusion that there is no way you actually have a crush on me." I nearly choked on the noodles since I was slurping them down, has he figured me out? It was big brain time.

"Sounds to me like you trying to explain love thru logical means, love is illogical so you have to deal with it, there is no need to keep denying it." Were my bullshit skills good this time around?

"Really? So tell me what do you like about me?" Before he could finish his sentence I slurped down some noodles so I could have more time to think about the answer. What was I supposed to say, style, hair, personality?

"Your eyes." I didn't dare to make eye contact to not get caught in the lie.

"What?" he just asked dumbfounded.

"Haven't you heard the saying, how eyes are the windows to the soul?" He didn't respond, in fact, he didn't say anything until we actually arrived at his house. I just followed him like a lost puppy all the way there.

Once we took out the drinks and snacks we started to discuss the topic we would write about, he became quickly disappointed when he discovered my lack of knowledge of Japanese history.

"Have you ever paid attention in this class, how do you even keep your grades intact?" yes I did pay attention in history classes, but about Europe, not Japan.

"Japanese history is boring," I said as an excused, basically lying thru my teeth. It wasn't boring per se, but the little things I did learn were from YouTube videos, it's not like I could go back and refresh my memory on those topics the same way, since it was now 2005. Meaning those educational videos didn't exist yet.

"What kind of history do you even know?" he asked as I proudly announced.

"European and American one." He rolled his eyes at me.

"I'm trying my best here ok?" I pouted I didn't want this asshole thinking I was stupid. Thankfully the system provided me with the information I was supposed to know as a Japanese Middle student, which I didn't know was an option. I started to write down the paper which cause Kisaki to realize something was wrong.

"Did you lie to me, when you said you knew nothing about Edo period?" Well, he couldn't see the invisible text that was represented before me.

"No comment." he only responded with.

"Girls and their stupid games for attention." well someone was salty, no wonder he was maiden-less. Because I was so focused on finishing writing this today, I hardly gave Kisaki any attention. It was just writing, hydrating, munching on snacks, and repeating.

After two hours I was satisfied with the amount of work I put into this, I stretched my hands and feet, but realized how quiet it was. Next, I felt someone using my shoulder as a pillow and realized Kisaki was asleep. How come he acted so defenseless around a girl he just met, was he stirring too much trouble yesterday and went to sleep late? Since this position was uncomfortable and would get in the way of my writing I just guided his body to lay on my lap. I thought of putting him to bed instead, but I knew I would fail miserably with such puny stats.

I went back to writing and then eventually was finished, I couldn't believe that Kisaki was still sleeping soundly, but since I was done I decided to start getting out of here before the stupid system decided to give me another would you rather mission.

"I jinxed myself didn't I?" after I whispered those words a new window popped out.

'Would you rather kiss Tetta Kisaki or punch Manjiro Sano?' where was I even supposed to find this guy, I didn't even know Mikey specifically now. And I would probably get punched back unless I came with a horrible excuse I thought he was someone else and apologize? I shook my head, the first mission was so much easier since Kisaki was just sleeping here, he couldn't protest.

I checked the rewards also I would get another strength point and there was a secret bonus as well? I sighed while pressing the button preparing myself mentally.

"You can do it." I gave myself a pep talk and then leaned in and gave the softest kiss ever. But as soon as I pulled away I could tell something felt wrong. Why did I feel warm tears streaming down my face?

Kisaki must have woken up after feeling tears hit his face.

"Are you drooling on me?" was the first thing he asked in his confusion.

"No," I said feeling more tears rolling down my face.

"The heck are you crying for?" he quickly sat up, his voice sounded rather annoyed.

"I'm sorry." Was the only thing I could say while keeping drying off the tears with my sleeves.

"What for?"

"I kissed you when you were sleeping, that was a shitty move. I'm the worst." He was simply lost for words.

"You sound like you committed the worst crime imaginable." Well wasn't it? Could totally be seen as sexual harassment because I did it without his consent, knowing full well he had already someone he liked. Just because he was a villain in a manga I read, I had no right to take advantage of him, when he was unaware of it.

"Sorry.." then my brain must have had a brain fart since I heard myself saying.

"I will call the police and turn myself in for sexual harassment." he just stayed silent at this point.

"I mean there must have been some trust between us, since you fell asleep around my presence, but I ruined it all." I heard myself sobbing. He offered me tissues.

"Stop crying so we can finish the school work... and since you seem so sorry about it I let it pass." He still sounded rather annoyed.

"Really?" I asked as he nodded, I took the tissue and blew my nose.

"But I already finished writing, so you can just proofread it." ok finally I felt better about this situation, as long he didn't hold a grudge it was okay with me.

That's when the rewards came in, the bonus being two stats I could choose by myself. Of course, I picked Intelligence and Luck.

Now my stats looked like this:

Intelligence: 5

Luck: 5

Endurance: 3

Agility: 3

Strength : 3

I was pondering about how much it would take to raise them to 30, I had only been here for three days, but it felt like missions came whenever they pleased. Yet most often it happened around people that appeared in the Tokyo Revengers manga. Did it mean I had to meet other delinquents and hang out with them to raise those stupid stats? Sounded exhausting to me.

"Stop spacing out!" did he just smack my head?

"I may be a criminal, but you should be more gentle with me." I put on a fake dejected face, he didn't even acknowledge what I said.

"There I already proofread it, now you just need to rewrite it." I sighed and went back to work, half an hour later I was finished. I decided this was not fair, he got to use me as a pillow, but where were my privileges? I scoffed closer to him and actually leaned on his shoulder.

"Get off, right now." he was still occupied with his paper.

"Sure, but let me just ask one question, since you rejected me, does it mean you have someone you like?" I heard his pen stopping writing.

"Yes, so it is in your best interest to give up." Wow, so considerate he was for once. I nodded and stood up to stretch my bones.

"I will reconsider it." Somehow it was fun messing with this guy, I guess since I was treated like a nobody in his eyes, he just let me do whatever as long as I didn't piss him off too much.