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A/N: I made an announcement on my profile but I'll write it here in case you missed it.

I finally finished "SMITTEN"! ٩('∀` )۶

Thank you everyone for your support for the past 5 months! I didn't think my story would reach as many readers as it did. For that, I am so so grateful.

(*'▽`*)

Don't worry, this is not the end. There were quite a few scenarios I couldn't fit into the story without disrupting the flow so I'll add them in as bonus chapters in the future.

I also just posted my new Bokuto fanfic "After the Rain" so please check that out!

ヾ(〃^∇^)ノ♪


Woes of a Boyfriend Pt. 1 ⟢

I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world but there is one problem...

"Good morning, Aya!" I whispered in her ear and then gave her exposed nape a small peck.

"Ack! Kuroo!" She jumped.

Not only won't she call me by my first name anymore but...

"Ah– ow! My stomach hurts! I have to go to the toilet, er, nurse? Um, bye!"

Without hesitation, Aya ran down the hallway until she was out of sight.

"I'd like it if you stopped chasing my Aya-pi away." Mizuki crossed her arms while sternly gazing at me.

I ran a hand through my hair as I sighed.

"I'm not trying to..." I murmured.

...she won't even look at me.

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Woes of a Girlfriend Pt. 1 ⟢

I've made a mistake.

I let my emotions get the best of me again and kissed Kuroo in front of the whole student body!

I slammed my head against my desk to calm myself down.

Once things in the cafeteria settled down, I ran straight to class.

"So this was where you were hiding." That mischievous voice, that I know all too well, rang throughout the room.

The students around us started whispering. There was not a single person that didn't know what happened just moments earlier.

Word travels too fast in this school.

"I think today is the day I die..."

"?!"

I stood up, my body swaying back and forth.

From embarrassment!

I bolted past Kuroo and out the door.

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Hayashi Mizuki ⟢

Hayashi Corporation, known as the Midas Touch in the financial world. Every project and every company they have invested in have blossomed into a prominent business inside and outside of Japan.

Hayashi Mizuki, the beautiful daughter of the CEO of Hayashi Corporation, was also gifted with this power.

Mizuki grew up around greedy adults who wanted to use her influence for themselves. They'd even go as far as to use their own children, her classmates, to establish a relationship that they can one day abuse.

At a young age, not knowing who she could trust, she had to build a wall of ice between her and her peers.

"My name is Hayashi Mizuki. I am a first year student. Starting today I will be joining the archery club."

"Sakurai Ayase. First year. I'm also joining the archery club."

Sakurai Ayase. A bookworm. Her introduction was as short as she is.

The other members paid no mind to her as they crowded around Mizuki, wanting to get to know her more. They were not shy in ignoring Ayase to show their bias towards her, the daughter of a CEO. But Ayase didn't seem to mind. Instead, she pulled out a book from her bag and started reading.

Was Ayase not going to take advantage of the situation and try to get closer to her as well?

When she found time alone, Mizuki confronted Ayase.

"My name is Hayashi Mizuki. Don't you know who I am?" Her tone was haughty due to her upbringing but she asked with genuine curiosity.

Ayase looked up from her book, her lips tightened as she thought long and hard over her identity.

Mizuki hadn't noticed it before but Ayase has long eyelashes and doe-like eyes. If it wasn't for her oversized glasses, she'd be extremely pretty.

"Hayashi...Hayashi...like the rice?" Ayase answered in earnest.

'Who is this girl? And how has she not heard of Hayashi Corp?' Mizuki thought.

Mizuki couldn't help but laugh at Ayase's innocence.

Slowly, the ice around her heart melted away.

'Sakurai Ayase. She is someone I want to support in the future.'

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