Pretend this is a really awesome title (MuiTan)

Chapter 8

Muichiro's POV

I don't think me and Kanao will get along. Not specifically because of Tanjiro, but mostly because I don't think she likes me. She made that pretty clear during lunch. I think she thinks I like Tanjiro. Pfft.

I know they're dating now. I won't be surprised when they mention it, because I saw them blush and hold hands in the ice cream shop today. Fine. Whatever. I don't care. Who cares? Not me. Nope. Why would I?

For some reason though, there was still this feeling that I can't explain. I can't really understand what I felt in that moment, when I saw them hold hands and blush and smile at each other. Cute. Cute couple. The feeling wasn't cute, though. It was like a stab through the heart. Lonely? Jealous? Envious? Heartbroken? Hopeless? Tomioka? All of the above, combined??

This is so frustrating. I can't pick my feelings towards anything. I only know I don't want to go to school tomorrow, because I don't want to hear Tanjiro utter the words 'Kanao and I are dating.' I don't know why, really, I don't, but maybe I'm just afraid that he won't hang out with me as much. That and something else. Something I can't pin and the moment. I can't skip school though, not when my grades have been doing better than before. Not when I know that it'll make me look like stupid. Or make Tanjiro worry. Now that I think about it, why would Tanjiro be worrying about me of all people? 

This is stupid. This feeling I get whenever I see him. What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I feeling so different from before I met him? What makes him special? 

Everything. No one could be as special as him.

Oh for the sake of Micheal Jackson.

This is simp behavior. 

I don't simp. Especially not for a boy I met, like, a week ago.

I lay back in my desk chair, tapping a pencil against my lips, before getting an incoming call from my phone. I flip it over to examine who it's from. Tanjiro. I think I know why. I swipe the answer button hesitantly, not really sure if I want to hear what he has to say or not.

"Hi Muichiro!" His cheery voice practically yelled in my ear, though I guess that's my fault for having my phone on such high volume and speaker mode. 

"Hello."

"I have some news! I don't think you'll guess it!"

"Did you buy yourself a cheese pencil sharpener?" I stall, saying something I know he'd say no to.

"No!"

"You're eating pineapple pizza?"

"No!!"

"You don't like baseball?" I try one last time, a small part of me praying this could be it.

"No, I have a girlfriend!"

Called it.

"That's... great!!!" I start, trying to pick up his cheery tone as well. "I'm SO he-appy for YOuu!" 

"Yea! It's Kanao, actually, she's so kind. I can't believe it! Her hair is so shiny. You know Kanao, right?" He asks, and I could hear his voice softening a bit as he was talking about her. Strange.

"Yea. She's my history project partner." I reply dryly, twirling a piece if my hair, but getting immensely frustrated when my finger gets stuck in a knot. 

"Oh! Then you guys can get to know each other. She's nice!"

"YeA....YeY...." I reply, my voice doing a weird thing in the middle. Sometimes, I can really suck at faking excitement. Tanjiro laughs nervously at the other side of the line. I love his laugh. No matter what type of laugh it is. A weird part of my mind whispered, and I almost said 'huh?!' Out loud.