《Regular Love ⚡Idol Love [ Re-Edit ]》Fake or True
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"Idiot." I speak getting him to flinch, "This is the 132nd time. Do you still not get it?"
"I'm sorry! I ain't the brightest kid!" He tries to defend himself as I just sigh and rub my temples.
"Even grade schoolers know this. We learned it for 2 years!" I groan as he just looks away.
"Sorry." He apologizes as I just glance at him.
"It's fine. But it seems like you'll need more tutoring. What days and times are you available?" I ask taking out my phone.
"Everyday!" He answers brightly with a smile.
I raise an eyebrow towards him, "How about your job as an idol?"
"Ah, I forgot. Um, I'll talk with my manager about it. Is that okay? I'll text you the times I'm free so it'll match your schedule!" He suggests.
"I'm free everyday after school except for Monday and Friday. That's when I have my student council meetings. If you want to get tutoring on those days, they'll have to start at around 8. I won't mind you staying over or having dinner here." I reply as his eyes widen with happiness.
"Seriously?" He asks.
"Ya." I answer as he fist bumps secretly to the side.
"Okay, I'll message you the schedule tomorrow. Anyways, I've got to go back home." He says standing up while collecting his belongings.
"Review the notes we took today before you go to bed. Just take five minutes cause you don't wanna stress yourself." I explain cleaning up.
"Okay." He replies before we both head over to the front door.
As I watch him put on his shoes, I find a huge grin on his face. But I ignore it despite wanting to ask the reason why.
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"Thanks again, Akibara." He smiles as I frown.
"Just call me Akira like you did before. I'm not comfortable with that." I state.
"You sure?" He asks as I just give him a nod making him smile, "Okay then. Akira. I'll see you tomorrow. Good night."
With that, he leaves getting me to.lock the door behind him. Sighing, his smile still wonders in my mind as I still want to find out why he was so happy. Shrugging it off, I just look at the time. 9:24 p.m. Time goes by quite fast. Tomorrow is going to be Thursday, there's a special sale at the market tomorrow. I should go there so I can get some ingredients for this week's dinner. Yawning, I decide to take a shower before going to sleep. Today was quite a tiring day with being back at school. Let's hope tomorrow wouldn't be as bad.
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The ringing sound of my alarm turns on getting me to groan as I don't want to wake up. But still, I do as I push myself up sitting on the bed. Looking around, my curtains allow light to shine by getting me to rub my eyes. Seeing that I'm still in my room, I place my feet on the hard cold floor.
My room was simple and much to my style. A large window was beside my bed while the other side had my desks. One desk for studying, another one that had my computer on. They were at the corner as beside it were shelves filled with books. At the corner opposite of my bed was the doorway to the apartment. And in the middle of the room was a table that was just there if needed.
Yawning, I head over to my closest to bring out my uniform. Placing my simple pyjama aside, I get into my uniform ready for the day. Combing my hair, I let it down like always. That'd when my phone suddenly rings catching my attention to look at it. Picking it up, I find a new message.
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Snarky Idol: Good morning. 😪
Smiling, I reply back.
Me: Good morning. Still sleepy? ☺
Snarky Idol: Ya, went to bed a bit too late.
Me: Well, try to keep awake until school ends!
Snarky Idol: No problem. 😎
Rolling my eyes at his 'coolness', I find someone else messaging me.
Ren: Good morning, Akira! 😘😘 Let's eat breakfast together! I'm already outside!
Heading over to my window, I look out to find Ren standing there on his phone. He finds me getting him to wave with a smile as I just wave back.
Instantly, I hurry brushing my teeth and washing my face before heading downstairs. Getting my bag, I head outside locking the door behind me. When I head downstairs, I find him back on his phone but not having his usual smile. It was a frown. That's when I felt that something was wrong. Instinctly, I hide behind the wall as I listen in when he picks up his phone.
"Hello? Ya? Don't worry. She's still naive as ever so she won't doubt me. All I have to do is continue acting so we'll be good." Ren speaks as I keep silent.
Naive? Dumb? She? Acting? Keeping silent, I wonder if he's talking about me. Or it could be someone else. There's one thing I know for sure, is that Ren would never act a lie even if it has to harm someone. Taking a deep breath, I just give my small smile before revealing my presence. He sees me and smiles before mumbling in the phone and turning it off.
"Akira!" He smiles happily like back then as I head towards him, "I missed you!"
Giving me a hug, I look up to the sky. I actually wonder what my heart wants. Does is want a fake act of being a brother in front of her so she can be happy or having a true hated brother which breaks her. But there's no way he'll betray me. Because we are siblings.
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Walking to the school together with my brother like back in the past, I find people staring at us. All from the students in or school. As we past the gate, we both stop before looking at each other.
"I'll see you later?" He says getting a nod from me before he rushes off.
Standing there on the road by myself, I just stare at the high classed building different from mine. Sighing, I just face to my school ready to head to my class. But before I could, I find two boys blocking my way. A frown appears on my face.
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