-san: A polite suffix, but not excessively formal.
-kun: A common suffix among friends and younger people.
-chan: A common suffix among people youāre close with, mostly used for feminine nicknames and girls, since itās cutesy and childlike.
The umbrella we bought was jet black, giving off a calm vibe. It was also water repellent for ease of use, sturdy as they come, lightweight, and compact to boot. Such boons didnāt come cheap though: 3000 yen, much more expensive than the competitors. Well, sudden rainy days are powerless against me now.
After that was done, we started walking to go buy Yuki some winter clothes next. On the way to the plaza elevator, Yuki suddenly stopped.
āSorry, Haru-kun. Could you wait here a second?ā
āAh, sure. Did you forget something?ā
āNo⦠Iāll just be right back.ā
āGotcha. Iāll take a sit in the meantime.ā
āThanks, Iāll be right back!ā She trotted off with a spring in her step.
After seeing her off, I took a sit at a nearby bench and opened my phone, checking any daily necessities Iād jotted down. Thenā
āOh, isnāt that Hinakura-kun? What a coincidence, meeting here!ā
I looked up at the voice and saw two women smiling amicably at me. One had smooth golden strands and blue eyes, and the other had brown hair, glasses, and a hunting hat.
Our eyes met, and I couldnāt help but turn my head a bit confused. She had this foreign-looking charm to her, and for a moment I couldnāt figure out who she was. Then, an image of someone I knew overlapped with hers, and I had an āa-ha!ā moment.
I stood up from my bench and approached the two.
āPāPresident?ā
āOh, maybe my different hairdo got you tangled up?ā
She basically always wore a ponytail when in school, wholly different from how she looks now. The vice president also wore a hat, which only confused me further.
Still, one look at her and you can confidently say she is as beautiful as a model. At school, she was already a standout, but with this much fit and preparation, no living being could resist looking back while passing by her on the street.
āPrez, so you let your hair down outside of school?ā
āThatās right. This is my normal attire, but it gets in the way sometimes during council work, so I tie it up.ā
āI see. Are you two shopping out together?ā
āShe wanted to see a movie,ā the prez looked at the vice. āSo we found a nice theater around here. We thought itād be nice to pass time until the screening hour, so we were just looking around at all these clothes. But are you alone, maybe, Hinakura-kun?ā
āNo, Iām notāā
As I was about to tell her I was shopping with Yuki, something happened.
āOh, um!ā
I was surprised to feel a tight grip on my arm. Looking to my side, Yuki stood there next to me, gasping for air, while holding on to dear life. Her erratic breaths were a sign she bolted here, and beads of sweat trickled down her forehead.
Both presidents looked at Yukiās sudden appearance with blank looks on their faces.
āT, this person is very, important to me⦠So, donāt try to nab him, for yourselves!ā She said, cheeks kissed red while looking at the floor.
This scene looked exactly like one of those where a boyfriend stops some other guys from trying to pick up their girl.
Quickly, both of the girls realized what was going on and small-coughed at the situation.
āYouāll be fine, Yuki-san. We didnāt mean to take him anywhere, we just happened to meet out here by sheer coincidence.ā
āHuh⦠Wait, youāre the president and the vice presidentā¦?!ā
She looked up at the two. After a short pause, she realized they were both people we knew, and her red face turned into a ripened tomato in a split second. From a distance, she didnāt realize who I was talking with.
Basically, she saw me surrounded by the two and came running to my aid. From her point of view, I was being picked up by two strangers, while in reality, I was just having a friendly chat with the two presidents, whom I met by chance. Nothing had happened between us.
I turned to look at the president, wondering if she had been embarrassed by Yukiās misunderstanding. Fortunately, she was as chill as ever. She even winked at me as if to say,Ā āIāll handle this situation, donāt worry!ā
āIām sorry I made you worry, Yuki-san. Itās true that I dress rather differently outside school, so I canāt blame you for misunderstanding,ā she nodded with a warm smile.
Yuki on the other hand, still red, stepped away from me and bowed deeply. āNo⦠You were in the middle of a conversation, so Iām sorry for cutting you off.ā
āNo no, weāre the ones who interrupted you, donāt worry about it. So donāt make that face, okay?ā
Yuki nodded and shuddered, embarrassed to the tip of her ears. Meanwhile, I thought this might actually have been a blessing in disguise. If it had been another classmate instead, there mightāve been quite a misunderstanding and a huge uproar. That story spreading to the boys wouldāve made them unbelievably angry and jealous, and I could have gotten into serious trouble.
The prez turned to the vice and whispered something in her ear, receiving a nod in response.
āI wonāt tell anyone about what we just saw, so rest easy.ā
āThank you so much for your concernā¦ā
Yuki patted her chest in relief, then spun around to look at me with an apologetic face.
āIām sorry I jumped you so suddenly, Haru-kun⦠I startled you, didnāt I?ā
āItās fine,ā I smiled. āIĀ wasĀ surprised, but I could tell you were worried about me.ā
Truth be told, I never expected Yuki to be so antsy. Regardless, she mustāve been worried sick if she came running to me like this.
Chuckling, I patted her head. What she said while setting my hair this morning mustāve been on her mind the whole day. While my fingers ran through her hair with tenderness, her stiff expression gradually melted into softness.
āHinakura-kun, Yuki-san, itās almost time for the movie to start, so weāre off. Thanks for showing us something good. Buh-bye!ā
Grinning ear-to-ear, both the presidents walked away while waving the air. As I watched their backs slowly shrink into the distance, I heard Yuki mutter quietly.
āIām really sorry about earlierā¦ā
āThatās nothing to apologize over, Yuki. Well, letās go back to shopping, shall we?ā
She clouded her face once again, only to be met with more pats on the head. I affirmed she didnāt need to worry about it, and she eventually squinted her eyes, giving in to my expression of care. Taking my hand in hers, she gently squeezed.
It was just a little accident, yet she was still flustered. Quite a rare sight, to be sure.
Besides, she did itĀ becauseĀ she cares about me. Who could blame this cute girl for being so single-minded, honest, and frankly adorable?
I giggled while we walked inside a store to buy her some winter outfits.