Chapter 3

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Previously.....

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the letter. My trembling hands pulled the letter from the envelope. And I went wide eyed.

"I FORGOT TO SWAP THE LETTERS WHEN I CHECKED THE LOCKER!!! SON OF A BITCH!!!!" I mentally screamed.

Real Time

What I held in my hand was the 'love' letter that Hayasaka asked me to write for Kaguya, to help get President Shirogane off his ass.

"That means......." I thought, sweating bullets. "That what Lady Kaguya has in her hands right now is the love letter I wrote as practice......."

I had no clue how to write a love letter, and of course when I looked it up online, it was practically useless. Suggestions/ guides, saying say from your heart, let your heart control your hands, etc.

Thing is.... I have no romantic feelings for Lady Kaguya, and even if I did, I'd be burying that shit way deep down. But I do have feelings for Hayasaka.........

If you readers are still confused. In short. What Kaguya had in her hands, was a love letter that was for Hayasaka, and one that shouldn't have seen the light of day again.

"I'm completely and utterly fucked." I thought.

Timeskip

"Y/n, could I speak with you a moment?" Kaguya asked.

We were on our way home, Hayasaka went to hang out with her friends, so it was just her and I in the car.

"Excuse me, could you close the divider? I need to talk to him privately." Kaguya requested the driver.

He gave a nod, and the divider rolled up like a window. I was, for the first time. Terrified.

"I'm gonna die. Dear god this is where I'm gonna die!" I thought. "Mother? Is that you!?"

"What is it, M'lady?" I asked, sounding unfazed.

"Care to tell me what this is?" She stated, holding up the letter.

"That's a love letter." I sighed.

"Why was it addressed to Hayasaka, when it was in my locker?" She asked.

"W-W-Well......." I stuttered. "It was an accident. May I explain why?"

"Please do." She replied.

"Well, thing is.... When you asked to see me last night, Hayasaka came up with this plan to help get the President to get of his ass and confess, or put some pressure on him to start moving." I explained. "I got back from your room, and she had left the note on my desk telling me the plan."

"That doesn't explain why it's for Hayasaka." She stated.

"Please, allow me to finish." I sighed. "Well, I've never written a love letter before, and when I looked up how to do so, all the pages I went to said pretty much the same thing. Write it from the heart. That's a bit of a challenge for me, seeing as I don't have romantic feelings for you, no offense."

"None taken." She replied.

"Anyway, I learn from doing, rather than reading. So, I thought about characters from books that I like, shows I've seen, etc. But it wasn't the same. So, I thought if there was anyone in my life or that was in my life that I could write one to, and when I thought of Hayasaka, my hand wouldn't stop moving." I explained. "But, I never intended to give it to her. After that, I figured out how to BS a love letter for you, and then it was complete, and I fell asleep at my desk not long afterwards. When Hayasaka came in the morning to get it, I threw the first paper that I saw into an envelope, and threw the second into the drawer in a hurry. As you can tell from the letter in your hands, that's the one meant for Hayasaka."

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