It all started about a year ago.
I would often go to church to donate money and to listen to the sermon. One day while we were singing hymns I noticed her singing. Her voice was so beautiful, but quiet and wispy.
After the service was over, I decided to try talking to her. I introduced myself as the priest’s (adopted) son and encouraged her to sing louder and join in on the hymns. 
She was shy. She didn’t like singing that much, but with my encouragement the following weeks her voice became much more firm, though it still retained that ephemeral softness. 
It was before long before we had become friends. She was a student at the primary school I work at, and would often come and eat lunch with me. We’d talk and sing together. 
And when next spring rolled around, I found myself as her homeroom teacher. She was delighted to spend more time with me, but I found myself worried. I would try to organize activities for Yuki to interact with her classmates, but she ended up clinging only to me. Her shyness prevented her from becoming friends with the other students. I was her only friend.
One day when I came walking with her back to homeroom, we soon found ourselves looking at the board.

We saw the words “Yuki” and “Sensei” under an umbrella. The board had scattered writing, mostly along the lines of “Yuki loves Sensei” and “Yuki and Sensei should get married.”
I can’t forget her expression that day. Her face flushed such a deep red and her eyes were full of tears. Gripping the chalkboard eraser tightly, she began to furiously erase the writing, with tears streaming down her face.
Since that day, she hasn’t spoken to me the same way.
She’s made friends with other students, which simultaneously relieves me and saddens me. She calls me names. She spreads rumors about me. I don’t know how to handle it sometimes.
However, that doesn’t change the fact that I care very deeply about her. I can only hope for her future success.

It all started about a year ago.

I would often go to church to donate money and to listen to the sermon. One day while we were singing hymns I noticed her singing. Her voice was so beautiful, but quiet and wispy.

After the service was over, I decided to try talking to her. I introduced myself as the priest’s (adopted) son and encouraged her to sing louder and join in on the hymns. 

She was shy. She didn’t like singing that much, but with my encouragement the following weeks her voice became much more firm, though it still retained that ephemeral softness. 

It was before long before we had become friends. She was a student at the primary school I work at, and would often come and eat lunch with me. We’d talk and sing together. 

And when next spring rolled around, I found myself as her homeroom teacher. She was delighted to spend more time with me, but I found myself worried. I would try to organize activities for Yuki to interact with her classmates, but she ended up clinging only to me. Her shyness prevented her from becoming friends with the other students. I was her only friend.

One day when I came walking with her back to homeroom, we soon found ourselves looking at the board.

We saw the words “Yuki” and “Sensei” under an umbrella. The board had scattered writing, mostly along the lines of “Yuki loves Sensei” and “Yuki and Sensei should get married.”

I can’t forget her expression that day. Her face flushed such a deep red and her eyes were full of tears. Gripping the chalkboard eraser tightly, she began to furiously erase the writing, with tears streaming down her face.

Since that day, she hasn’t spoken to me the same way.

She’s made friends with other students, which simultaneously relieves me and saddens me. She calls me names. She spreads rumors about me. I don’t know how to handle it sometimes.

However, that doesn’t change the fact that I care very deeply about her. I can only hope for her future success.

  1. aoiyuuzora reblogged this from thedirtyfrigeratorwithrottenfood
  2. thedirtyfrigeratorwithrottenfood reblogged this from askkamuigakupo and added:
    THIS IS BEAUTIFUL I GUESS THIS MUST BE WHY YUKI TURNED GHETTO OMIGAWD IT’S SO ADFSARDEFSZASXDDEGDF
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  5. lolidere reblogged this from shiananana and added:
    all of these feelings……………….
  6. shiananana reblogged this from feyandco and added:
    These aren’t tears Nope…
  7. shuuichiminamino reblogged this from loupmort and added:
    but yuki WHY WOULD YOOUUUU //sobs
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  10. feyandco reblogged this from askkamuigakupo and added:
    same gakupo, same
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    KIYO PRECIOUS BABYYYYYY
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    sssh only beautiful headcanon now
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