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Chapter 2: Ante . . . Lessons starts on the very next day after ceremony day. I pretty much ignore what the lecturers say, as if I'm still half-awake, and comes out of the classes along with everyone. My only purpose to go to campus that day is only one: to go the tennis court after all lessons end.

In the Moonlight © aicchan . Rasanya banyak hal telah terjadi dalam satu kali kejapan mata. Pertama-tama Lune memperkenalkan dirinya dan menjelaskan alasan kedatangannya sesingkat mungkin ("Tuan Minos tahu bahwa pihak kalian tidak akan rela menyerahkanmu, Yang Mulia, jadi saya diperintahkan untuk membawa Anda ke sisinya."), lalu, tanpa mengindahkan protes Dohko dan Pefko, menggendongnya seolah-olah dia adalah karung goni dan keluar dari kamarku melalui jalur yang sama dengan saat ia masuk sebelumnya—jendela. Kemudian dalam jangka waktu yang terasa seperti sedetik saja untukku, aku sudah menemukan diriku berada di tengah-tengah kumpulan orang-orang. Ada Shion dan prajurit-prajuritnya. Lalu ada Agasha, terlindungi di belakang salah seorang prajurit, dan tak jauh dari tempat gadis kecil itu berdiri adalah seorang pria berambut putih perak panjang yang dandanannya serupa dengan Lune. Orang yang kuyakin pasti bernama Minos. Sekilas orang itu benar-benar mirip manusia bia...

It was a topic that arrived to their dining table. On one cold night of late autumn, ten years ago. "When would you marry and let your father steps down from the throne, Your Highness?" Her hand movement stopped midair from putting her spoonful of stew into her mouth when her brain finished processing his sentence. Blue eyes stared wide at the green haired man, and the act was copied by the man sitting on the farthest end of the table—her father, His Royal Majesty the King. It was him who replied to the question. "What brought upon this topic?" "Well, Brother... don't you agree that it's high time to hold a marriage for her?" The man who asked, the King's younger brother, spoke. "The Princess had come to a standard age for royalties like her to find a husband, yet I never saw or even heard stories of her getting close with any of our young noblemen." "We don't have to necessarily follow common traditio...

Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn! © Amano Akira Kuroshitsuji © Toboso Yana Psycho-Pass © Production I.G, Funimation Entertainment, Urobuchi Gen . Karena tidak ada kejutan ulang tahun yang lebih baik dari kejutan yang membuat sang birthday boy mengalami trauma, 'kan? . Sudah jadi rahasia umum bahwa Gokudera Hayato membenci Rokudou Mukuro. Karena pria yang memegang separuh hak untuk menyandang gelar sebagai Mist Guardian klan Vongola itu jahat sampai ke inti yang paling dasar. Karena pria itu seorang kriminal kelas atas, bahkan dalam komunitas mafia sendiri. Karena pria itu terus saja mengincar bosnya tercinta bahkan setelah sepuluh tahun berlalu. Karena, kesimpulannya, pria itu eksistensi paling menyebalkan yang pernah ditemui Hayato. Sebisa mungkin Hayato menghindari kontak dengan Mukuro, baik itu secara langsung maupun secara tidak langsung. Frekuensi kejadian di mana ia berbincang dengan sang ilusionis bisa dihitung dengan jari dan sebagian besar terjadi saat seluruh...

Roman, Moira, Märchen © Sound Horizon, Revo Inspired by romandehiver and emptyborder. . Imagine your OTP slow-dancing to a love song, with Person A quietly singing the words in Person B’s ear. . Aeolia menguap lebar dan merenggangkan badannya. Jam dinding sudah menunjuk pukul setengah empat, yang artinya ia hanya perlu menunggu tiga puluh menit lagi hingga bisa mengunci pintu perpustakaan, lalu pulang dan menikmati sore menjelang akhir pekan. Ia meninggalkan tempat duduknya di balik meja jaga, mengedarkan pandangan ke seluruh penjuru ruangan. Sekilas, 'sih, tidak ada siapa-siapa. Tapi di antara dua rak di salah satu bagian terdalam perpustakaan, ia tahu ada seorang murid yang mengubur diri di antara tumpukan buku-buku. Wanita berambut pirang itu beranjak, hendak mencari murid yang dimaksud ketika pintu perpustakaan digeser agar membuka lebih lebar dan seorang remaja berkulit pucat dan berambut hitam-perak menyelinap masuk. Pandangan mata mereka saling berte...

"Is that castle the place where the ceremony will be held?"

Dering weker menarik paksa Haru keluar dari alam mimpinya. Menggeram pelan, tangannya malas-malasan bergerak untuk mematikan weker tersebut, lalu perlahan ia bangkit ke posisi duduk dan langsung bertatapan dengan cermin. Selama semenit ia diam, beradu pandang dengan refleksinya sendiri, seolah mengira-ngira siapa sosok berwajah kucel dan rambut berantakan yang tengah menatapnya balik itu, sementara sesungguhnya otaknya telah berfungsi penuh, mengingat-ngingat apa yang telah terjadi kemarin hingga sebelum ia tertidur. Menunduk ke bawah, ditemukannya gumpalan-gumpalan tisu yang telah terpakai berserakan di lantai kamar dan juga seprai kasurnya. Tisu-tisu yang semalam mengeringkan air mata dan ingusnya kini telah kering setelah ia tinggal tidur. Ia menangis, semalam. Menangis hingga air matanya kering, hingga rongga hidungnya dipenuhi mucus, hingga kelenjar air mata dan kelopak matanya lelah hingga tidak kuat membuka dan ia menyerahkan diri dalam buaian Dewa Tidur. Ya... s...

The lyrics that my tsukigami composed for our duet song turned out to be telling about a passionate, yet miserable love. When I realized this, I was a bit dumbfounded. I remembered he was saying that he'll give us a song that suits the ambience of our relationship, perhaps to make it easier for us to put our feelings when singing. So, what is this supposed to mean? "Is it too difficult?" He had asked during our briefing, apparently sensing my baffled state. If I were to be honest, I would answer, yes, it is difficult. I have never experienced emotion as strong as what is expressed in the lyrics, after all. But I don't like betraying expectations put on me, especially if it's from someone that I admire and respect. So I said nothing and promised him to give my best on the recording. Even after the meeting ended and both Haru and I returned to the dorm, I keep thinking about how I can carry out the feeling that the lyrics try to convey. The title of the so...

Setting: The school that Hajime and Haru attended is actually the same academy, but they're divided into girls section and boys section. The campuses are next to each other, only separated by tall fence walls. -- The usual road to home from school. The usual companion, walking beside me silently and wouldn't talk unless I started a topic. The usual time of the day. It's as if the day will end as another ordinary day for me. But, I had decided since this noon that it shouldn't end as it is. So, I gathered my courage and called out, "Nee, Hajime." As a response to me calling out his name, Hajime only turned his head slightly to look at me, and hummed a soft, "Hmm?", as if urging me to continue speaking. "… We are dating, aren’t we?" Hajime finally fully turned his head to look at me, and I saw his facial expression turned into a mix of bafflement and embarrassment. Cute!... is what I want to say, but Hajime will probably flick...

I wonder at what point it started, but when one day I stopped to think about it, I realized that I've fallen for Hajime. ... Or is it alright to call it as such? At the very least, I know that while at first I, just like others, were attracted to him due to his charisma, the reason I decided that I want to stay by his side was because of other things that I discovered along the way of befriending him all these years. Like his reactions when I teased him a little, or how despite his seemingly know-it-all impression he's actually still pretty innocent, or the peaceful smile he showed when watching children or small pets frolicking happily in the day. All the little things that I learned because I tried hard to make him open up to me, probably have made me greedy and a little conceited, thinking that I'm the only one who has the privilege to see those sides of him. If that's not the case, then how to explain this bad feeling I have as I watched Hajime looking comfo...

Haru proved himself to be a man of his words. Well, not that I ever knew him breaking promises. Anyway, during the whole three years of high school, he really helped me out in dealing with my natural instinct as an Alpha. Each time we chanced upon an Omega who suddenly came in Heat in the school grounds, he would stopped and dragged me away from the scene before I could lost myself to the pheromone's intoxicating effect. I remembered feeling a little frustrated at how Haru seems to have higher resistance against the pheromone. Later I would learn that it's because the difference of 'quality' between us, in the meaning that I, as a 'high quality' Alpha has higher sexual drive, and thus is easier to get affected by an Omega's pheromone. As I thought, the 'Leader of the Alphas' thing doesn't mean anything good. Haru's help isn't limited to that. Even as our relationship got slightly altered from simple best friends, without changing ...

After that, Hajime refused to talk to me until all classes ended. Not that I can't guess his reason for doing so, which is why I didn't persistently try to talk him up. At least, until it's time to return home. Since we started high school, Hajime's 'subordinates' had come to brave themselves to take friendly approach. Not only that they'll try to chat him up on breaks and took the initiatives to invite him to join them for group assignments, now and then they'll also accompany him until some way when returning home. ... To me, they still look like simple followers, as always, though. Anyway. At least they still have enough sensitivity to know when Hajime doesn't want their company. Today, they parted ways right after they left the school gate. I immediately grabbed the chance, approaching Hajime and patted his shoulder to get his attention. He made an unpleasant expression when he saw that it's me, but I wouldn't back down just because...

"... Hh, ngh..." I shivered the moment I heard the noise, which came from my own mouth. It feels weird, like it's not my own voice. But my head is still working enough to know that I had let the sound slipped, enough to curse the turn of events that made me ended up in this sort of situation. It started with me wanting to have some alone time before class started, then I met a senior who entered a Heat period and tried to hide in the toilet. I almost lost myself due to his pheromone, but Haru and another senior found us before we could do anything indecent in the school grounds, and the Omega senior had been collected away. Though, right now it feels like I got out of the frying pan and jumped into the fire. "Hh, fuh... nh, hh..." "Hajime? Don't close your eyes. Look properly so you remember how to do it." "Shut, up..." Right now, I'm at the mercy of Haru's hands. Literally. Having been affected by the senior's...

. . . "Pres, you don't have to be so rough." "If I didn't do that, they'll keep sticking to each other. I'm sure you wouldn't want that either, Yayoi." I could only smile sheepishly at the response that Ichinose-senpai, my senior in the Student Council who held a position as its Chairman, gave to my little reprimand. He had our Treasurer, Houjou-senpai, who is of smaller built than him, slumped over his shoulder. I saw that Houjou-senpai was struggling slightly, apparently finding his current position uncomfortable, yet Ichinose-senpai doesn't budge in the slightest. "Ichinose-kun, at least be more delicate with how you carry me...!" "Shut up, Houjou. Do you even realize that you nearly caused a great trouble here? Just grit your teeth and deal with it!" "But! I feel rubbed all over...!" Houjou-senpai still struggled and whined some more, but it fall to deaf ears as Ichinose-senpai turned his...