InsaneJournal

you've been fighting for my honor and i just don't understand
WHO: Kozue and Keiichi.
WHEN: Wednesday after the trip / Aomori's death, after school.
WHERE: School Hallways.
WHAT: Keiichi really is a good dude, that's what.
WHY: You wouldn't believe the things people say about her. Except that you totally should.
WARN: Not so far.


"Kondo-chan, why don't you slow down a little?"

Kozue did no such thing. She was walking at quite a fast clip through the club hallway at Nanakamado, especially considering the length of her legs. And especially in comparison to the young man who was trailing behind her; he wasn't a beanpole, but he had six inches on her, at least. Not to mention he was an athlete - a basketball player, the same one that had been "studying" with Kozue in the library on and off for the last few weeks. But truthfully, he was a few steps behind as much because he was mildly perplexed as because Kozue was walking quickly.

"Seriously, Kondo-chan, if you don't have a club meeting, and I don't have a club meeting,..." he trailed off, and Kozue -- along with several other people who were in the hall at the moment -- turned around to look at him. Although the onlookers were ranging through that particular high school blend of incredulous, interested, and something terrible is about to happen oh oh oh I've got to get a better look, Kozue herself just looked sort of exasperated. After all, why couldn't Satoshi get it? Sure, they'd had fun together, but they weren't dating. It was a part-time thing, at best. Right now? Not a good time for her, not for that. And yet, he'd texted her about hanging out; well, "hanging out". She'd responded that she had plans. He'd texted her again. And then two more times. And then he'd seen her in the hallway. And now he was making a scene in public. (Actually, it wasn't a scene yet -- but with a guy following her down a hallway, Kozue was having trouble imagining how this was going to end, other than with her acquiescing, or with him making a scene. And Satoshi had been getting less and less attractive with every text message, phone call, and whiny question.)

"I - I'm just tired, sempai, and I want to go home," she said, shaking her head. She was about to offer some alternative, another day, when he interrupted, gruffly.

"I thought you said you had plans."

Oh, great. Just what I needed. Dumb response, Kozue. "Look, sempai, I just meant--" She started, quietly, raising a hand in a soothing gesture; specifically, a gesture meant to soothe bruised egos. And the slightly-too-short basketball player Satoshi was having none of it.

"Typical. I should have known."