Romantic Killer – Prom King & Queen
As prom night grew near I didn’t speak to anyone. Not Saki, Tsukasa or Junta. Not even Riri. I was alone trying to work out what to do.
“By midnight, you will fall in love with your handsome Prince Charming” according to Riri. Easy said, then done I thought. Might as well ask, the man in the moon for a date.
“Hey, Anzu” said a voice. I then looked up to see Junta standing there wearing his Baseball Uniform.
“What’s on your mind Anzu?” he asked sitting down beside me.
“Just thinking about the prom” I replied. “Riri just told me that, if I don’t find my true love on Prom night, she would be gone forever.”
“So gone as in gone. Gone for good?” Junta asked, “Not like last time?” I nodded.
“But Anzu, I thought you disliked Riri?” he said.
“I do” I said, “But she is still my friend”.
Junta patted my shoulder tenderly as he stared into my eyes. Oh his beautiful, brown, boy-next-door eyes. If I was like other girls, I would beg him to go to prom with me. Why can’t I be like them?
“Junta.” I said taking a deep breath, “This might come as a surprise to you but would you like to go to prom with me?”
A look of surprise appeared on his face. Beads of sweat appeared on his face and his trembled a little. Clearly, he was very surprised and nervous from my question.
I was starting to get nervous too. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up while waiting for Junta’s answer. Why didn’t he say anything? Has he already asked someone else? Please Junta say something, I thought to myself.
“Jeez, please say something?” I blurted out.
“Oh sorry, sorry” Junta finally answered, “Yes. Yes, I would love to go to Prom with you”.
I let out a sigh of relief.
As I lay back in bed that night, I tried to sleep but couldn’t forget my interesting and eventful day.
So Junta and I will be going to Prom together. Why am I not excited about the idea of attending prom with him?
Junta and I were childhood best friends. Back then everyone called him Tonta. He was quiet and over-weight then. His family moved away and I only had his memory that gradually faded. Several years later, his family returned here and Tonta returned. Now he was no longer an over-weight little boy. He was tall, slender, very fit and rather good looking.
Maybe it’s the anti-heroine in me that won’t allow me to express my feelings toward him. All my major crushes were for video game characters, so developing feeling toward 3D guys remains unknown to me. Or maybe I should take Riri’s advice and just relax and enjoy Prom.
As I opened my school locker the next day I received an unexpected surprise. Inside I found dozens of flowers. Before I could work out who sent then, a hand tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to see Tsuchija standing there. Tsuchija was Hijiri’s chauffeur & bodyguard.
“Morning Miss,” he said, “A special little gift from Mr Koganei”.
Tsuchija stepped aside and there standing behind him was Asahina Fuuto. Fuuto was hot, and the most popular pop idol in Japan. He slowly approached me with his most delicious smile & seductive eyes.
“It’s a delight to meet you Miss Hoshino” said Fuuto, “Mr Koganei’s description of you didn’t do you justice. You are much more beautiful than I expected. You are like an English rose Miss Hoshino.”
I blushed at his comments.
He started to softly sing in his most heavenly voice. The other girls in the hallway stopped to watch and listen as he sang. His eyes continued to stare at me while he was singing. All I wanted to do was to crawl under a rock and die from embarrassment.
When he finally stopped singing, the girls in the hallway screamed and cried with excitement. By the time Fuuto leaves today, I thought, I would be plagued with questions from those girls on my relationship with him
Fuuto waved at the girls and then turned back to me and kissed me softly on my cheek. He then whispered in my ear, “When the prom is over, feel free to call me and I’ll show you the high life you never experienced before”. Discreetly he placed a note in my skirt pocket.
“Alright Fuuto that’s enough” Tsuchija appeared behind him, “You did your job and now it’s time to leave”. Fuuto nodded at Tsuchija and slowly turned away.
“See you later pretty, pretty princess” Fuuto said as he followed Tsuchija out.
The girls in the hallway continued to scream with delight and then they started to approach me.
“How long have you known Fuuto?” asked one girl.
“Did he ask you to prom?” asked another.
Get the hell away from me I thought. I pulled away from these screaming girls and ran down the hallway to my classroom.
When I arrived at my classroom, I was in for a terrible shock. There, on my desk, were a lot of fancy and delicious chocolates, and tied to my chair were 3 Heart-Shaped Balloons with the words:
There standing there was the man himself, Hijiri Koganei.
“From your expression, you love my gifts” he said, “and you can look forward to more on the night of prom. I promise you a night to remember too”. Hijiri then walked out of the room without saying another word.
What? Wait I thought. I didn’t agree to go to prom with him. Oh no. What have I gotten myself into now?
I was sitting in the cafeteria thinking about my latest suitor invite. Now I have two suitors wanting to take me to prom. The likeable Junta and the cold hearted Hijiri. What if Tsukasa asks me to prom next? My head was spinning thinking about this possibility. I could always get him to ask Rena to prom. That idea was too painful for words. Maybe I could try avoiding the subject all together by avoiding him. Just then I saw Tsukasa and his friend Makoto across the cafeteria. They saw me and started to head in my direction. I quickly grabbed my bag and rushed out off.
As I was walking home I felt relieved that I was able to dodge Tsukasa all afternoon. Right now he’d
be at work so, by the time he finishes, I would be sound asleep in my bed.
“Hey, Anzu” yelled someone. I turned to see Makoto approaching. A sense of relief washed over me.
“Hey, Makoto” I answered, “What’s up?”
“I just wanted to ask you something,” he said. Oh no, what if it’s about Tsukasa? He might have asked Makoto to find out what wrong with me?
“Is it true you’re dating Fuuto?” he asked.
What? This can’t be for real I thought? “No” I answered.
Aside from Tsukasa I was also dodging that question around school. The news of Fuuto’s singing to me spread like wild fire. Even Rena was giving me some jealous looks.
“Is that what you wanted to ask me?” I replied.
“No, no” Makoto continued, “I wanted to ask you if Saka has been asked to Prom, yet?”
This wasn’t news to me, that Makoto was developing feelings for Saka. Since the festival last year, I kept seeing Saka and Makoto hanging out together. It’s nice to see her laughing with someone as nice as Makoto.
“No, she hasn’t been asked, yet” I answered.
“Great. Thanks Anzu” Makoto said taking my hand and shaking it. “I’ll call her when I get to the subway. Thanks Anzu”.
A sense of relief washed over me. Makoto headed off down the street but suddenly he stopped and turned back.
“I almost forgot” Makoto said as he handed me a note. He turned away and headed off again.
I opened the note. To my horror, it was from Tsukasa. It read:
I was too nervous to ask you in person so I’ve asked
Makoto to give you this note. Will you to come to Prom with me.
Whhhhaaattttt I thought. Now I’m in serious trouble.