Itâs nothing, youâre in denial. (3)
Was my intention that obvious? When I think about it, that might be the case. Even the people around him knew how he actually felt. Why donât I stop clinging onto Leto and keep a little distance from now on?
Then Leto might not avoid me, but I wouldnât be certain if he might commit a murder. It was both a risk and a gamble. I had never committed a calculated interpersonal relationship before. I never tried so hard to get close to someone or make an effort to be loved. But because of Leto, all of these things were done.
First, I went to the library and looked at Leto who sat from a distance. He was studying calmly, without having a clue of what I felt. I avoided disturbing him and went around to choose a book that Leto might like.
Oh, I think this is a good book. I pulled out the thick book that had a bright yellow cover.
I tried heading towards Leto, but several other books caught my interest.
For some reason, when I looked at all of the books, they appeared to be the same kind of genre.
But, these were the only kind of books that I wanted Leto to read. Carrying almost six books, I sat down in front of Leto. Surprised by my presence, Leto raised his head and glanced at me. In response to his gaze that seemed to be wondering why I was here, I pointed to the books and mouthed widely, âIâm readingâ.
Leto scanned through my books with a displeased expression before lowering his head and moving his quill. Watching his gesture, I also began to read the books. I thought it would be better to read them first before recommending it to Leto, and I realised I picked the right choice.
[ Now, hold your breath. Stretch your hands out and slowly breathe outâ¦â¦ ]
It was a useful book for me, but it didnât seem like it would work for Leto. Leto was not the type to sit down and breathe quietly. I closed the book and proceeded to read the other books one by one. These were the books that I wanted to recommend to Leto, but I became rather engrossed with reading them.
As I turned the pages while losing my track of time, I failed to notice the sign of someoneâs presence approaching me. It wasnât until the person accidentally bumped my shoulderâs that I finally noticed them. When I raised my head, a young boy panicked and left something on my desk.
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The boy who disappeared before I could even catch him was nowhere to be seen. I placed the book down to look around and noticed there was a bottle of milk on my desk.
ââ¦â¦.?â
What is this? Is this for me? There was also a note placed next to it. A beautifully folded note.
[ Iâve been watching you. If youâre interested, please come to the garden in front of the main building. Iâll be waiting at the fountain at 2 oâclock today. ]
It seemed to be a confession. Well, what should I do? I smiled, feeling a little giddy, but I felt a gaze from somewhere. Looking up, I saw Leto staring at me with a cold face.
ââ¦â¦W-Whatâs wrong?â
I spoke quietly since it was the library. Leto, who had been avoiding my eyes before, stared at me strangely.
He stared at me silently, then took the milk the boy had given to me earlier.
W-What is he going to do? Leto opened the bottle and swallowed the milk in one gulp. I was stunned by the sound of Letoâs gulp and became speechless.
âWhy did you drink it?!â
When I screamed in surprise, I felt the stinging gazes from the other students all around me. I hurriedly lowered my head and glared at Leto, who had finished the entire bottle.
However, he feigned ignorance, wiped off the milk around his mouth and stood up. Was he trying to fool me? I also stood up, leaving the books I wanted to recommend to Leto and followed after him outside the library.
âThat was mine!â
âSo?â
âSo?!â
I was dumbfounded and laughed vainly without realising. You werenât like this before, Leto!
âWhat did the note say?â
ââ¦â¦Why?â
âYouâre going to get a confession, arenât you? Right?â
At Letoâs sharp tone, I couldnât lie and eventually nodded. Then, Letoâs expression hardened even more. There were times where I couldnât tell what Leto was thinking. This was the case right now.
Leto thought deeply and soon smiled and approached me.
âThat confessionâ¦.can you go by yourself?â
â¦â¦Thatâs not the point. In actuality, the question was whether I should go or not.
âGo. Otherwise, Iâll feel sorry for the kid.â
What is wrong with you? Why are you suddenly being kind?
âGo?â
âYes. Go.â
âReally?â
Leto, who acted concerned about the boy just now, smiled. Something felt wrong.
âBut, Iâll go with you.â
I was startled by Letoâs words. No, why are you coming along?
âWhy?â
âWhat do you mean why. You canât go alone.â
âThatâ¦â¦â
âIâll go with you.â
When I hesitated, Leto opened his mouth in defeat.
âAs a friend.â
â¦â¦As a friend, as a friend, as a friend. At that moment, I felt like tears were going to flow. Have you ever heard the word âfriendâ coming out from Letoâs cold mouth? When everyone else called me by my nickname, only Leto stubbornly called me by my full name. But Iâm his friend!
âOkay!â
Though, why do I seem like a simple person?
No, I was always a simple person.
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He said at 2 oâclock today, so I have about 10 minutes left. As I walked through the hallway of the main building, I glanced at the fountain over the window. The boy earlier doesnât seem to have arrived yet.
âAre you worried?â
It had always been me who followed after Leto, but now it was the opposite. Leto followed me wandering aimlessly without heading to the library or dormitory as he usually would. He said he would come along with me, who was embarrassed by the confession, but to be honest, having Leto around was more burdensome. The thought of him watching made me nervous.
âHey, Leah.â
When I called Leto gently, he moved his head down at me.
âThatâ¦â¦Iâll just go aloneââ
âNo.â
He said so firmly that I was afraid to finish my sentence. Why canât I do it? In the end, I arrived at the main building in tears and waited in front of the fountain. It was really a nerve wrecking moment. Fortunately, the boy whose name I didnât know hasnât arrived and Leto was far away from me, leaning against the tree behind him.
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Left alone in front of the fountain, I wriggled my fingers nervously. I felt bad for the boy, so I was planning to reject the confession gently. If you get caught dating by your parentsâ¦â¦Thereâs nothing more embarrassing than that. The problem was how to reject. Since this was my first time ever receiving a confession, I naturally didnât know how to do a proper rejection. While I was thinking of ways to refuse, I heard the sound of footsteps.
It was the boy from earlier.
ââ¦â¦.Hi?â
The boy approaching me with a shy smile looked even younger than before. He was short, perhaps his growth spurt hasnât ended yet. His freckles stood out, making him appear even younger. Still, the watch he wore shimmered, indicating he was a fairly well-off noble young master.
That item really doesnât suit that youthful lookâ¦â¦
âHi, Bree.â
He came over and greeted me, already aware of my name.
âYes.â
On the other hand, I was tense and even more nervous than the person confessing. Oh my god, I never knew receiving a confession would be this terrifying. My head began to race wildly and I felt sweat run down my face. Rather than feeling excited, I wanted to escape from this place.
âAh, did you drink the milk I gave you earlier?â
Instead of confessing right away, he asked.
âMilk. Yes.â
The person behind me drank it.
âThatâ¦.Itâs my familyâs milk brand. My family produces milk.â
âOh? Really?â
The milk earlier definitely seemed familiar. It was a milk brand I had been drinking since I was a kid, so I didnât think much of it, but apparently the person in front of me came from the family that made the milk. It was expected, as this was the Lexley Academy. Even if there were all kinds of nobles here, I couldnât believe that I managed to even interact with a family that produces daily necessities so easily. The young master of said family even confessed to me.
âActually, thatâs a new milk that came out recently. Thereâs a little bit of cheese in it.â
ââ¦Cheese?â
âDid it taste a little salty?â
Uh, about that. I donât know because I havenât tried itâ¦â¦.Swallowing my thoughts, I nodded my head in difficulty. Then, the boyâs face brightened and soon started smiling shyly again.
âAh, sorry for the late greeting. Iâm Vivian Rawol, a mage like you.â
âVivianâ¦â¦Nice to meet you.â
âIf itâs alright with you, can I talk with you more?â
âSure.â
I was worried about Leto in the back, but I guess it would be fine if it was for a short while. At my reply, the boyâs face lit up and soon he began to talk about his family and brothers one by one. Vivian spoke well and interestingly. Before I knew it, I became so engrossed with his story that Vivian had to swallow his saliva.
âSo thatâs why I came to the Lexley Academyâ¦â¦In fact, I first saw you during orientation.â
âOrientation?â
I thought back to the day when I first arrived here. Orientation. A lot of things happened that day. A welcoming ceremony was held, I drank a lot and wandered around pitfully.
âI fell in love with you at first sight.â
ââ¦â¦What?â
âSadly, you were in class E, while I was in class Y. Itâs too far apart.â
After saying that, he stared at me.
âSo I was upset, but I really wanted to confess.â
The students around glanced towards him because of how loud his voice was. But in particular, all I heard was the sound of a branch breaking.
Tukâ
Not cracking but rather snapping! The breaking sound was heard so clearly.
I immediately recognised the sound came from Leto.