#siruru

You almost slouch for a moment, but someone calling your name straightens your body back to its original position, as you turn your head to a red-haired boy your age. You stare at him dumbfounded for moment because none of his pedigree should be talking to you. He smiles and comes up next to your seat, while you try to remember hours of etiquette lessons.

“You did well.”

“Yes, but not as well as you, Akashi-san.”

----

She taps her fingers on the desk before making her move. Akashi was the height of accomplishment and had all the money in the world, your own family was still in the middle of the ladder trying to push themselves up and reach the sun slowly but surely. It had destroyed your small family, which made you more stigmatized around your wealthier peers, but the money would eventually fix everything, as your father usually said. However, you doubted all the money in the world could make Akashi fall in love with you.

You were just a person that he had taken pity on when he was younger and for some reason was still kept at arm’s length. However, one day that would change and you would be ready. You move your piece, as his mouth begins to open.

“I believe that…”