Summary: A little story of a hated student and her teacher. Can anything happen between them?

To My Dear Sensei

I remembered, it was the first days of spring; the birds began to sing again. The white snow had also began to disappear. I was in my second year of high school. I had always thought: just three more years, then it’s over. That was my childish thoughts when I was in junior high. But I’ve never thought; I never wanted to leave this school again. Because I’ve fallen in love with someone I can only see at school… my very own teacher.

“Hamasaki, are you listening??” the woman in front of me said, I think I’m daydreaming again.

“Gomenasai Kusakabe-sensei, I wasn’t paying any attention” I said and bowed for her. Other student began to laugh like it’s really fun to do. I’m never treated as a human, not at home or at school. Of course I’m not in love with this female teacher. I’m a girl you know, and I’m not lesbian!

“This isn’t the first time anymore, just go out of this classroom and continue your daydreaming, I will have nothing to do with a student who doesn’t pay any attention.” the witch said, but I followed her command and walked out of the classroom. The other students continued to giggle.

At home, I have an older brother; he is always better than me and has everything I don’t have. He has been a better student than I could ever be, he only has good marks at school. He is a much better son than I could be as a daughter. The attention was never on me. But I’ve never bothered to get any attention anyways, because I’m just a scrapped daughter from this family. They never liked me, and I’ve never liked them either.

I didn’t understand my existence in this world, because I still hate the pathetic girl I see in the mirror and everyone in this world. Until… I met him. I found my first smile, my happiness, my existence in this world. Shin Honda was his name.

“Hey Hamasaki, kicked out of the classroom again?” a tall man asked, smiling. That was the man I was talking about all the time these days. He was very tall, he had dark red hair and was wearing black clothes that day. I think he loves that color, but I’ve never asked him, so I’m not sure. He was the very first human who has ever considered me as a person.

“Ohayou, Honda-sensei”

“You know, I really want to see you graduate, and if you continue to get kicked out of the classroom, I don’t think this'll happen.” he said, a smile still on his face.

“Of course it would, I would graduate some day!” A sly blush appeared at my cheeks.

“Haha of course, but I only can stay here till next month, so I don’t think I would be here to attend your graduation.”

My eyes widened. “Why, why??” I asked and grabbed his sleeve.

“Easy! I’m just an unmotivated student-teacher; my internship will end next month.”

“Uhm, that’s good.” I said and looked at my shoes. I felt my eyes becoming red, but I refused to cry. I was never good at holding back my emotions or lying, because the truth is that I want to stay forever with him.

“Now, I should be going. Be a good girl Hamasaki-san. Never stop believing in tomorrow.” he said and patted the top of my head.

I couldn’t help myself from falling in love with him. I believe when there is love, age doesn’t really matter. Although the age is really far between us. I’m 16 and he is already 32. I think I had fallen for his good looks, or maybe it’s just his warm smile.

But yeah, he will never have any feelings towards me, because I’m just a bratty student in his eyes. But even I can change, I’m still a student. I should only focus on school, nothing else. Or so I would try. Because there can’t be anything happening between students and teachers. Never ever, at least this is how things should be.

Tears rolled from my eyes as I saw him walking away. I had a feeling I would never see him again, never ever again. I was scared that I would lose all my happiness. Maybe I’m acting really selfish now, that show how much I’m still a child. I’d never told anybody my feelings for my sensei. Everybody hates me, and I hate them.

So days became weeks, the day I never wanted to come had finally came, the last day of his internship. I’d remembered on that day many female students confessed their love to him. But he had just rejected them with a warm smile. I couldn’t gather any courage to confess my love to him, but yet I want him to know my feelings for him. Without controlling myself, my legs walked by their self in the direction of his classroom.

“Ah, konnichiwa Hamasaki-san! Are you going to confess to me too?” Honda-sensei joked.

I saw Honda-sensei packing up. But I kept smiling; actually the thing I wanted to do the most at that moment was throw all his things out the window. I didn’t do that, no matter how much I wanted to. I’m really pathetic; Lacking courage. How childish was that?

“No of course not, I’m just here to see how you were doing on your last day at this school.” I lied

“Hmm, pretty good.” He replied.

“Hey, can I help you pack up, you have alot of stuff!”

“Onegai, please help me!”

As I was watching a pair of birds flying around, I tripped over a box. I closed my eyes waiting for the bone-cracking pain coming. I waited and waited, but the hard impact never came, instead two strong arms had encircled my waist preventing my fall. It caused me to blush fiercely.

“Ano arigatou Honda-sensei” I thanked him. “You can let go now”

But he didn’t. I don’t remember anymore how long we had stayed like that, with his arms around my waist. How much I wished that he would never let go. I shouldn’t wish for that, since he is my teacher and I’m his student.

“Ah… gomene for holding you for so long” he said when he was snapped back to reality.

He slowly held back his arms around me, but I grabbed his hand without noticing. I guess I really couldn’t handle these emotions anymore.

“Sensei, I… I’ve loved you for the longest time!” I said, finally admitting it.

He simply smiled again, and looked me in the eyes.

“So have I.” he said and leaned his head on my shoulder.

I sighed from relief and embraced him from happiness. He placed a kiss on my forehead. In that moment the only thing in my mind was him, only him.

“I’ll miss you when you’re away.” I whispered.

“If you think this small, little, tiny school represents the whole world, that proves you’re still a brat. You should do your best on your school. It may be hard but you can do it.” he whispered back.

“Arigatou.”

“We’ll meet again, you must wait for me. Remember what I've always told you: Never stop believing in tomorrow.”

“Hai.”

“And can I call you by your first name, just this time?” He asked me.

“Sure.” I smiled.

“Ayame… such a beautiful name’

“Shin too.” I giggle

And soon enough, my high school days had ended, but I was still waiting for him. Even when I became a college student. The kiss he gave me on my forehead, I’m not sure if it was a kiss to says he liked me, or just a good bye kiss for the love I had for him.

Some say I’m silly, some say he was just taking advantage of me, some say he was just not serious. But I kept remembering those words he told me: Never stop believing in tomorrow.

After all he was the one who changed my life.

And that, was the story of my high school teacher and I.

…The End…

Actually I wanted to post this a Romance put I was really in the mood to use those Japanese words. So I’ve ended posting this at Manga!

This the first fiction I’ve posted at fiction press dot com.