Sen Weixi first learned about Tezuka Kunimitsu shortly after starting seventh grade, when her childhood friend, Inui Sadaharu, told her that he was amazing at tennis. Tezuka Kunimitsu. She vaguely remembered him. Wasn't he on the student council? After that, they often ran into each other in the student council office. He was meticulous in everything he did, and seemed dependable and composed. She couldn't deny that she liked Tezuka.
They really got to know each other during the student council and club leadership changes in the second semester of eighth grade. The twelfth-grade seniors stepped down, and Tezuka Kunimitsu became student council president and captain of the tennis team. Only then did it suddenly hit her: she often waited near the tennis courts for Inui's practice to end, and Tezuka was always there. Sometimes practice ran late and the sky began to darken. She would put down her book and stare blankly at the tennis club's gate. Ever since Tezuka became captain, he sometimes stood by the gate watching the other members practice, and Weixi felt as if she were spying on him...
Weixi propped her head on her hand and watched Tezuka, focused on assigning tasks at the meeting. Then she glanced at the person she had unconsciously sketched on the back of her papers. Calmly, she put the papers away and sighed inwardly. Why hadn't she realized sooner how handsome he was?
A few friendly reminders:
1. This is an unapologetically indulgent romance. Ignore any lapses in logic.
2. The heroine is Inui Sadaharu's childhood friend and a classmate of Fuji and Kikumaru. She is also the president of Seigaku's journalism club and a key member of the student council's publicity team.
3. They have mutual crushes. The captain has liked the heroine since seventh grade, while she realized she liked him near the end of eighth grade.
4. I don't know much about the Japanese school system and its schedule, and it's been so long since I watched the anime that I've forgotten most of the plot, so I made up most of the timeline.
Theme: Love really is a terrible thing
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