Chapter 2

"...Fujiyama Anya... there's something I want to tell you."

Hime stood in front of Anya grasping the collar of her uniform, and looked at Anya's eyes.

"Fujiyama Anya... I like you."

Her voice was shaking, presumably from being nervous, but her words came across crystal clear.

Kagura Hime, the model student of Marybell High is famous for her appearance and looks. She possessed beautiful facial features with round and innocent eyes, glossy and long black hair, and a well-balanced figure. She kept her pleated skirt at a moderate length, which gave her a prim and proper image that fit her quite well.

However, her looks weren't the only part of her that were perfect. She excels at her studies, and obtains top-of-the- class grades during every exam, even at this higher-level Marybell High that we are students at. She's also got a flawless personality, which makes her liked by everybody. Anya would bet there are a lot of students who secretly harbor feelings for her. In short, no matter how you see it or how everybody looked at her, she's a perfect girl.Such a perfect girl suddenly called her over to the backside of the school.

Anya was confused, to say the least, as she shouldn't have anything in common but she couldn't think of anything she would talk to Hime about in private. And yet, she suddenly confessed to me out of nowhere.

As Hime waited for her response, her legs were quivering ever so slightly, and her cheeks were reddened. Uncertainty and anxiety filled her eyes. Judging from her behavior, Anya thought it's safe to assume that this isn't some kind of punishment or joke. In other words, she had to give her a serious response.

In order to cool down her heated head, she looked at the other side, away from Hime-san. It's been only weeks since they joined the school and she couldn't believe the person she wanted to be as her friend suddenly confessed. Anya was so confused that she didn't know what to tell. But then she knew what she had to do by confessing with her poliety. she returned her gaze towards Hime-Chan, and looked directly into her eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I can't go out with you."

"Wh...y...?"

Tears started building up in Hime-san's eyes, as she begged for an explanation.

"It's because you are far too charming."

"...too... charming...?"

"Yep. You're cute, your hair is alluring, and you're beautiful in every aspect."

"...Huh?"

"You give it your all no matter what it may be, and you're diligently studying too. Your grades are always at the top of the class."

"W-Well..."

"You've got a great personality, and everybody likes you."

"T-That's not..."

"You're diligent, kind, and—"

"But..."

"You're a role model Infront of all the girls even our Senpai's admire you"

"—Okay, you can stop now!"

Hime-san covered her face with both her hands.

However, her ears were beet red, easily visible despite her efforts.

"If you keep praising me like that, I might just die..." "S-Sorry."

" But you said in you're memo that you like me?"

"Listen Hime-Chan, I can consider you as my friend and well wisher, you can tell me any problems you have, we can share our interests as friends going to malls, having parfaits, that's what friends do, but I can't return the response in been your girlfriend"

"But..But.."

"Plus we're both girls. Wouldn't be better if you meet a boy as your lover?"

Anya was correct on her explaination that She and Home aren't the same . Hime was admired, loved by all the girls both juniors and seniors and had already booked her to be the next council president by Letting her join the council. She was called the "Ojou-sama of Marybell"

At the same time, Anya is just an unfortunate gyaru who can never be popular no matter what she does. Everytime called to the staff room, been late as always, No proper discipline in uniform and worse keeping colored hair.It'll only always be average in everything, in conclusion, Anya's point is that Hime-san and her practically live in different worlds.

"I'm not anybody special. I'm pretty lame, the bottom of the barrel, I may be athletic at all, and I don't have any special talent. I can't see myself as someone who could stand next to you. I shouldn't be the one standing next to the perfect Hime- san. That's why... I can't go out with you."

While Anya calmly explained hdr reasoning, all color started to vanish from Hime-san's red face, until she turned pale. She moved her hands away from her face and started crying. She had tried to keep herself under control by tightly pressing her lips together, but the large tears dropping from her eyes wouldn't stop.

"It has to be you, Fujiyama Anya... !" She whispered with a faint voice, and ran out of the classroom.

After she ran, the sound of the pouring rain outside reached Hime's ears once more.

"This is for the best."

Her tears act as proof of her feelings being genuine, and yet Anya stepped on them with no remorse. She doesn't think that what she did was wrong, but that doesn't mean she doesn't feel guilty.

"Still, I wonder why she chose me?"

She's well aware that she don't offer anything special, or possess any charm. She's not good at studying and also not part of any club due to her part time job and she don't have any hidden talent except her skills in making fashion and of course, She have never been confessed to before. She's full of flaws, the exact opposite of Hime-san and that's why Anya doesn't think they wouldnt be a good match, and even if they started dating, she would probably only drag her down.

She doesn't regret rejecting her. And yet, her face, when she started crying, would not leave Anya's mind but she doesn't think she'll be able to recover from this for a while. And while agonizing over the decision, She put her on the table thinking of it.