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I sighed, looking over at the far side of the room. I didn't see him at first, but after a little hard staring I noticed my crush, Kuroko Tetsuya. He was writing in his notebook absentmindedly and didn't seem to be paying much more attention to our teacher than I was.

"That's the last of the review," our English teacher said. "Now we're going to move on to English pronunciation. I have this for everyone." He passed out a sheet of paper to the class. I looked at mine curiously. It seemed to be a song or a poem since the sentences were so short and there were only four lines to it.

"This is a section from a song called 'You Are My Sunshine,'" Ishikawa-sensei explained. "Kagami-san, since you're familiar with English can you read it for us?"

"Yeah sure," Kagami said. He stood up, holding his paper and began to recite.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away."

"Thank you." Ishikawa-sensei nodded as Kagami sat back down.

That song is really pretty, I thought wistfully. And I recognized the words 'I love you.' It must be a love song.

"We're going to practice this song and the meaning of it over the next few days," Ishikawa-sensei told us. "On Friday, everyone will recite it to someone else in the room. You should put some feeling into it and be creative with how you deliver the message. You are dismissed now."

He gathered his things and left the classroom, leaving us to pack up and tidy everything away. The classroom started to fill with the sounds of students chattering and the scraping of chairs. We were an efficient class and cleaned up quickly. We finished our duties and left to go home in no time at all.

The whole walk home, I mulled over what Ishikawa-sensei said about those presentations. It was an unusual assignment but Ishikawa-sensei was the kind of teacher to do something less traditional than how we normally learned things. It was why his class was much better than any of the others. And the thought of presenting a song did sound fun.

I reached my house and walked in, kicking off my shoes and greeted my mother in the kitchen before I went to my room. Flopping on my bed, I sighed as I rolled over onto my back to stare at the ceiling. What was I going to do for my song?

I sat up and got out the paper from my bag. The word 'love' instantly jumped out at me while I reread the song in my head.

Love. . . I mused. Maybe I could. . .? I started to wonder but then shook my head. No!

The last thing I wanted to do was use this song to confess to Kuroko. The entire class would be staring at me. It was the worst possible thing I could do.

But wouldn't it be nice? the little voice in my head spoke up bravely.

My eyes wandered over to the small trinket box on my dresser and an idea started to form in my head. I also had to make sure that my partner would be Kuroko and not another classmate. The more I thought about it, the more I was tempted to execute my idea.

It can work, I told myself, feeling a sudden burst of confidence.

During lunch the next day, I found Ishikawa-sensei in the teacher's center. He was grading our essays from last week.

"Excuse me Ishikawa-sensei," I said.

He looked up at me, adjusting his glasses. "Yes (L/n)-san?"

"For the presentations we're doing on Friday, can you partner me with Kuroko?"