Being a masterpiece in Jyousei was a good and worth of honor. Yet, I am not one. I liked a boy named Kajimoto Takahisa. I’m Tennis regular in Jyousei High School. Being in this school was the best thing that ever happens to me.
Takahisa was a good friend of mine as well as others regulars, yet my tennis skills could not match up with them. Aoi Hanamura is our coach and my cousin. She is strict yet caring about the tennis team. Yet, I could not be the masterpiece in her eyes or moreover, in Takahisa’s eyes. Yet I heard that he said that he would never love a sketch such as me as I heard that he said my name.
I was crying inside. Yet, I was still pretending to be his friend. I was walking to my classroom and saw Takahisa was sitting alone in there. I guessed I was a bit early. My seat was beside his, so I sat down.
“Ohayo, Mizuki.” He greeted.
“Ohayo, Takahisa-senpai.” I smiled and I was the only one that could call him by his first name.
As teacher and students had not come yet, I took out my homework and rushed through. Takahisa was watching me and I looked at him. He smiled and that made me blushed of a thousand shades.
“You don’t know how to do?” Takahisa asked.
“Not really. May be some of them.” I answered while looking on the floor.
He dragged his chair and sat nearer to me. I was confused. He took out his homework and started teaching me. I smiled and listening carefully to what he had to teach. He could be good a teacher if he did not play tennis. I understood and started to do all the work.
He went to organize his paperwork. After 15 minutes, I have done all of my undone parts and lay my head on the table. I was so tired last night that I hardly even moved. I heard Takahisa chuckled and I pouted at him.
“What’s so funny about?” I asked annoyingly.
“You looked very tired, don’t you?” He answered questionably.
“Yeah, I was too tired from taking care of my baby sister.” I yawned.
He nodded and at this time, Wakato came in. He had his cheesy grin on his face and sat in front of me. I smiled a weak one to him and did not say good morning to him. I waved a little and went back to a little nap.
“Mizuki is a cute baby…” Wakato sang beside my ear.
“Stop it, Wakato. I’m tired.” I whispered.
“What’s going on yesterday?”
“She had to take care of her baby sister.” Takahisa answered it for me.
“Wow, looked like your sis stressed you out.” Wakato snickered.
“Yeah right, just let me sleep.” I dozed off.
/Kajimoto/
Mizuki looked cute when she was taking a nap. I forgot there was training today. Never mind, it would be after school. Wakato was sleeping on his table too. After half an hour, the bell rang and students starting to came into the class. A bunch of Wakato’s fan girls came to greet him. He woke up in time and greeted them all. I noticed that I kept staring at Mizuki.
I admitted that she looked adorable but her tennis skills still could not match up with us. I wanted her to improve. I saw the teacher came in and I shook her up. She rubbed her eyes and looked at me groggily. We all stood up and greeted the teacher and started the lesson.
After school, all of the regulars went to the tennis courts and trained. Mizuki was the best in her girls’ team, but weak in our boys’ team. She kept training until she could not anymore.
/Mizuki/
I kept training and training. I have to get better than Takahisa-senpai. He was my rival and my crush. If I did not better, he would look down on me. Then, Coach Hanamura came. Not to mention, she is my cousin. I hated when she called them masterpiece and emphasized her own masterpieces. I kept training and the rest of the girls were just watching the boys playing.
I have had enough and went to a wall to train. I hit the ball and it bounced back. I hit it again and this kept going and going. I noticed that Takahisa was watching me. I stopped and looked at him.
“Yes, Takahisa-senpai?” I asked.
“Why are you training here alone?” Takahisa replied.
“The girls are watching you guys playing. I was getting bored, so I came here.” I looked away.
“Are you sure that you came here to train?” He raised his eyebrows.
I remained silent and picked up the ball. I kept everything and walked past his shoulder. My hatred was growing so fast that I could not control myself. I was starting to hate him. I felt someone grabbed my wrist. I stopped and looked. It was Kajimoto Takahisa.
“What’s wrong? You have changed so much.” He started.
“How do you know?” I asked.
“You don’t smile as much as you did in the past. Whenever I wanted to talk to you, you walked away.”
“You’re an idiot… You don’t even know what you have said.”
“What?”
“Don’t act stupid. A masterpiece like you will never like a sketch like me.” I slapped his hand off and ran away.
/Kajimoto/
She heard what I said last time!? I… I was denying my love when Wakato asked if I like you, Mizuki. I was afraid that people will laugh at me. I ran to find Mizuki and found her. She was in the meeting room, looking at the picture that we took together.
There were tears dropped on the photo. I walked silently and hugged her from behind. She flinched as I embraced her. Mizuki turned around and I stared into her eyes. It was full of sadness. She looked away and trying to push me away.
“Mizuki, listen to me. I didn’t mean…” I trailed off and my cheek felt numb.
Mizuki slapped me. Her eyes were full of anger, hatred and sadness. She threw the photo at my face and ran away. I kneeled down and touched my cheek. She hates me now… What have I done? I picked up the photo and trailed my fingers down Mizuki’s face.
Mizuki, I really loved you. I did not mean to lie to you. My tears just flow out of my eyes. Mizuki... Why must I lie? I neglected your feelings. I placed the photo in my bag and walked out of the meeting room heavily. I was just walking on the road, with my hand shoved in my pocket.
I saw Mizuki was sitting on a swing in the park. She was looking down and I saw blood on her leg. I quickly rushed to her and took off my jacket and placed it on her leg. Mizuki looked up and I kneeled down. She looked away and stood up.
Mizuki ran away without any word. I tried to reach for her, but she was gone. My heart sunk. She would never love me back anymore. I saw that there was a penknife on the floor. I picked it up and noticed there was blood. Was Mizuki trying to kill herself? Now, she must be heading to the bridge now!
I quickly rushed there and I saw that she was falling into the deep sea. I rushed forward to grab her, but I could not.
/Mizuki/
I plunged into the water. I opened slowly as water rushed into my life. Air bubbles reached to the surface of the water. My arm was reaching out to no one. No one cared about me. Not even my cousin, Aoi, not even my loved one, Kajimoto Takahisa.
My lungs were burning without air. Then, a gush of water came. My eyes could not hold on anymore. Yet, I felt someone was wrapping his arms around me. It made me feel safe and protected. I closed my eyes and waited for the eternal darkness.
/Kajimoto/
I carried Mizuki out of the water and walked to the shore. I lay Mizuki gently on the sand and I sat beside her, panting heavily. She wanted to end her life because I lied to her. I looked at her with sadness. I bent down and kissed her lips softly.
/Mizuki/
I felt something soft on my lips. I opened my eyes and it was Takahisa. He was kissing me. Yet, my body was controlling my mind. I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck and he seemed to know that I was awake. He wrapped his arms around my waist and deepened the kiss.
Soon, we were playing with tongues entwining together. Both of us were wet from the water, but we did not mind it. Takahisa parted his lips and gazed into my eyes. It was only a few inches from my face. I reached up and touched the place that I slapped him.
“I’m sorry…” I muttered.
“It’s ok. I deserved it anyway.” He smiled.
“But…” I trailed off with his lips on mine.
“A masterpiece will love a sketch because a sketch is the masterpiece to begin with.” He whispered.
“Yeah, you did.” I smiled and both of us kissed passionately with the sunset.
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