A short, innocent love story that just makes you smile once and you'll be satisfied :)

Love Hiccup

The flag saluting song rang out at eight o'clock in the morning like every day.

Then followed by the sound of soft prayers in the style of a Christian school.

It's like the melody of life that repeats itself every day.

It's as simple as calling this person's name.

“Min Min”

I softly called out to the person in front.

"what"

“Let's go to my house this evening.”

“Why are you going?”

“I can go sit, lie down, whatever. Is it so difficult to just say yes? I think a lot.”

The person in front turned and frowned a bit, giving him a look before scolding him.

“I intend to pray.”

I pursed my lips.

“Pretend to be religious”

I moaned loudly, so the person in front of me turned around and frowned again. So I responded by raising my eyebrows in an annoyed way, so the person in front of me pursed my lips. I laughed before moving my mouth to tell him to turn around and say a nice prayer. You'll go to hell. The owner of the white face purses his lips harder than before. Then he turned to pray intently.

I secretly laughed inside.

Are you intending to pray so hard that you don't know what you want to the point of relying on God?

The sound of the bell to end class rang throughout the building.

I jumped and hugged Min's neck and dragged him out of the room.

“Let's go to my house.”

The little man tried to escape from my embrace (?), but I didn't let him. How can this one fight so hard?

“Go quickly!”

I rushed along and pulled it with force.

“Who said you were going?”

"Whatever you want to go, I can feel it."

“Foolish”

I laughed, feeling the little man stop resisting and easily let me drag him away. So I changed to taking the other person's hand and dragging him instead, which got loud boos. I admit it, being in the fourth year of high school and holding hands was strange, but Min and I have been friends for a long time. I'd like to use the privilege of being a childhood friend. What's wrong with that?

“Where are you guys going?”

A friend in class said hello. Amidst the boos that still don't stop teasing

"Ai Min wants to go to my house, so I'm going to take him."

I stopped answering for a bit before quickly dragging Min away. But the sound of boos could still be heard.

“You forced him to tell me, Max,” his friend shouted after him knowingly.

Whatever is forced, I can feel it. And then I laughed again

I raced my motorcycle down various alleys before stopping in front of a not too big two-story detached house. I got out of the car and dragged another person by the arm into the house.

“My mother brought Min,” I shouted. Before letting the other party casually pay respects to his mother, then drag him up to the second floor straight to his own room and slam the door shut!

“Why are you in such a hurry?” Min complained, gently massaging the arm where I was dragging her.

"Come! Do your homework quickly." I emptied the contents of my bag and piled it on the bed. Both my own and Min's as well.

“Hey...hurry up and drag me here to do my homework,” Min said. Min is a person who doesn't speak harshly to anyone, which fits her image of a cute girl very well. Both are small (actually not that small, Min is 172 centimeters tall, plus her slim figure, when compared to me who is 185 centimeters tall, Min looks really small).

Combined with large, round eyes and clear, white skin. If it were a woman, there would probably be a long line of people waiting to woo her. But I'm glad that Min was born as a man because if he wasn't Min and I will probably never be this close. And I probably can't drag it around the house as often as this.

"Why don't we finish it so we can have more time to play?" I answered without any trouble.

Min shrugged and walked over and sat down next to him. Before we both started doing our homework using different beds and desks, my room actually had a writing desk. But I don't want to use it. Because if we used it, we probably wouldn't be sitting next to each other like this.

“Finished!!!” I shouted before collapsing on the pile of books. Give as Min starts to pack up her things. wave goodbye

“Then go.”

“Wait!” I cried, pulling the other arm. “Where are you going in such a hurry?”

“Well, the homework is finished and it's already cold,” said the other party.

I looked at the window and an orange light flashed in, confirming the other party's words.

“Stay together for now and I'll drive you,” I negotiated. Well, when I invited the other party here, I didn't invite them to sit and do homework, but to do something. I couldn't answer myself either. I know but I want to bring you. We'll be together a little longer, I think. Maybe I'm a little too attached to the little childhood friend in front of me.

“But it's already cold,” Min hesitated, being a good girl. Stuck at home and the inner child is calling for him to come home before nightfall.

"Let's be together first." I rolled my eyes. Grabbing his hand, I asked for a sweet "Please." I knew that it would seem a bit too sweet and would probably be directed at my boyfriend rather than my childhood friend, but I didn't care, since it worked. Why would I care about the methods or appropriateness that others have determined?

"....Fine." Min agreed to the request. I shouted "Yay" loudly in my heart. "But you have to send me away." The other party offered a condition when I nodded my head and accepted the conditions. The owner of the white hand agreed to be pulled and sat in front of the TV to play games with me. We then spent the evening playing various games, talking and chatting, but the nonsense we talked about made me strangely happy.

I drove the other person home as promised.

"See you later." I waved goodbye before shaking slightly. Actually, I had hiccups since I was on the road. Until now, the hiccups haven't stopped.

“Hiccuping?” Min asked. I nodded and hiccuped again. The little man stopped and thought for a moment. Before stepping closer, our eyes met. Before the other party slowly spoke out,

“Max, I love Max. Are you a lover?”

That simple sentence made my brain stop working and my heart beat for no reason. I felt like lightning struck. The world stopped spinning before my brain could slowly interpret the message before I could say anything. The person in front of him tilted his head slightly and asked.

“Are you shocked?”

“A lot,” I forced out the words, my brain still unable to process the situation in front of me.

“Have you gotten over your hiccups yet?” the little man asked.

“Huh?” I was confused by the words that came out of nowhere. What did my hiccups have to do with… “Love confession” that the other party spoke to before Min answered that

"Someone said that if you want the hiccups to go away, you have to shock them, so I told Max to be shocked. How are you? Are the hiccups gone?"

"....he's gone." I said, immediately understanding what the other party had conveyed. But what I don't understand is why when I know that the confession of love from the other party is just a joke. That's why I feel so disappointed.

I rode my motorbike home in a not-so-good state of mind. When I got to my room, I immediately threw myself onto the bed.

...Max, I like Max, are you my girlfriend?

This short sentence stuck around in my head and wouldn't go anywhere. It kept repeating like that even though he knew it was just a joke. It was just words spoken to relieve my hiccups. It was... just. The word "lies" is only...

“Then why does my heart have to be beating?!!!” I shouted before pounding and punching my own pillow as a way to vent my feelings.

Calm down, it's just a lie. It's a joke. The important point is that it's your friend. Your best friend Your childhood friend, the friend that you used to think that if you got married, you would let him be your groomsman.

I slowly calmed down, but questions still lingered in my head.

Why does my heart flutter with words of love from another person? When I found out that it wasn't true, I was so disappointed.

I buried my face in the pillow before letting out a soft moan.

“Why do you have to make me nervous?”

And then I had to come to class in a dizzy state because I hadn't slept all night because I was so busy with my own feelings that I couldn't sleep.

“Mag” the force of the blow to the head helped me regain my consciousness which was slipping away.

“What?” I said before yawning in Mozart's face, or "Sad" as my friends liked to call one of my roommates and members of the same group as me.

"What's wrong with you, making your face so depressed this morning?" he said. before dragging a chair and sitting down in front of my table

“No,” I replied quietly.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)" the man made a long sound, his face showing complete disbelief. "Do you want me to guess? You had a fight with Min."

I glanced at the other party, not accepting it. But I don't deny it.

“I said so,” he said, “that's why you're not going today like a beer bastard. Let him chat with Min there.” Mozart turned to look at a corner of the room where a handsome young man next door was actively inviting Min to talk. If it was normal, I would have rushed to 'take care' of the young man next door not getting involved. Too much min, but today I hesitated. I didn't dare go in and do what I had done before because I suddenly couldn't think of a reason to do that, even though I usually don't care to reason with Min's matter at all. I just followed my own feelings. n

I turned around from the strangely disturbing sight and noticed that my hand was clenched tightly. I unclenched my hand and saw that Mozart had noticed that too. He was looking at me, and I was looking at him.

"You'd better tell me what the argument was about."

“I didn't argue,” I said, and it was true. We...or maybe I'm the only one who feels strange and this feeling. It made me unable to get in front of the other party.

Mozart raised his eyebrows and waited patiently.

I sighed before finally giving in.

“If someone confessed their love to you, what would you do?”

"It's simple. If you like it, go with it. If you don't like it, just say you don't like it," Mozart said.

“What if,” I hesitated, “if that person was our friend?”

"The answer is the same. If you like it then you don't. If you don't like it you don't." It was a simple answer.

“What if the confession of love was actually just a joke? What if there was a reason for him to lie?”

“...So what??” it asked. “If it's a joke and you don't feel anything, why do you think too much? Just laugh and it's over. Why be stressed?”

“And what if you feel it?” I asked. “If you were disappointed when you found out it was a lie, what does that mean?”

Mozart looked at me with a look in his face like he was looking at a fool. At this moment, I must have been really stupid.

“It means you like the other person.” He sighed. “I can't believe my friend is this stupid. You actually came second in the exam this year.”

I actually got second in my second year exam. The first part belonged to Aiko in the next room. And the third is my room's eclair. But right now I feel so stupid, my brain is completely blocked. Do I really like my best friend??

“And if you like your own friend, what will you do?” I asked again, feeling helpless and not really knowing what to do.

“So I confessed my love and asked to date,” Mozart said simply again. Why does it look so chill? I'm really stressed out.

“And if my friends don't like me back, I'll just lose them,” I protested, feeling that I really couldn't accept losing Min.

“What do you want me to tell you?” Mozart looked serious. before slowly speaking, “You lost that friend when you liked him more than a friend. From now on, the word "friend" is a lie. You will take advantage of the trust of the person you call your closest friend out of your selfishness, just because you don't want the pain of losing you, so you will cause the other person pain. Being deceived

And in the end, you'll lose him anyway. You just have to choose whether to take the risk now or postpone it and regret it later."

"..." I was silent, slowly thinking about what Mozart said, but...

“Or do you think that if you keep letting it go, you will feel the same?” Mozart cut me off and glared at him instead of answering.

Mozart sighed before asking.

“Then tell me, do you think you can stop liking him? Answer me now.”

“No,” I answered immediately, so fast that I myself was surprised. But I really feel like that's the case. I can never stop loving the other person, no matter what our relationship will be like in the future. It was just a thought that popped into my head, but I believed in it as if I had been considering it my whole life.

“Then what are you afraid of? You have nothing to lose. Because of the friendship that you care about It disappeared the moment you realized how much you loved him,” Mozart concluded.

After listening, I looked at my hands that were on the table.

then decide

"Min, can you come together?"

I looked up at the person who called before nodding. Get up and follow the other person. But as I was about to walk out of the room, a hand suddenly grabbed my arm.

“Wait!!” the owner of the pressure on my arm said before turning to apologize to the roommate next to me.

“I'm sorry, but I have something to talk to Min about. You probably don't mind, right? Beer?"

The hottest guy at school raised his eyebrows before saying nothing. Then he told me about it and we'll talk again. before walking away

“Let go.” I tried to twist my arm out of the other person's grip but unfortunately I couldn't fight hard.

“Come here,” my close friend since childhood dragged me out of the room. On the way there were many people looking at me because it was lunch time, but the owner still didn't care. I sighed softly. Max has been like this since time immemorial, not caring about how people around him see him. He doesn't care about the boundaries that others set, he will only follow what he thinks is appropriate. He is so independent that...

Sometimes we forget to notice the feelings of the people we live with. How much has it changed?

He dragged me until I reached a corner of the school where not many people passed by. A large hand let go of my arm.

"Min Kuewa," the big man said in introduction. And then it was quiet.

“What?” I furrowed my brow at the awkward expression that didn't belong on the other side.

“It was about yesterday.”

I froze, the words I said yesterday flashed through my head.

...Max, I like Max, are you my girlfriend?

The truth that you hold back will be understood as a joke by the other party. But who knew how serious I was in joking?

“Why?” I asked, or Max would have discovered that I secretly liked the other person and was disgusted. We don't want to be involved together. Max might not want to be friends with me anymore, but for me, Max hasn't been a friend for a long time, not since day one. That Max dated his first boyfriend in middle school. Then I went home and cried all night alone, not since I knew the word "like".

What is available to the other party is not just in the status of friends anymore....

“Well,” I started, feeling my face feel strangely hot. Damn it, and just saying that I like you as my boyfriend, why is it so difficult?

Min frowned before avoiding my eyes. Sepai looked at the ground and looked at the grass on the ground. That gesture instantly made my heart flutter, or did Min already know what I was talking about? Does that gesture mean that he's looking for a way to reject him? I hurriedly stopped and thought about it. And then reawaken yourself again. Now that you know, it's okay, it'll be easy to understand. The more Min knows this, the more it means that we will never be able to go back to the way we were before. Well, I have nothing to lose. I thought about it and decided to speak immediately.

“Min about yesterday, I don't care if it was a joke or not. But I really like Min as my girlfriend.”

I spoke in one go, closing my eyes and waiting to hear the answer. who answered so slowly that I was already heartbroken, even more heartbroken. I slowly opened my eyes to look at the other person. before seeing that Min's face was astonished as if she saw a real alien before her face turned as red as a tomato.

“Min,” I called out to the person in front of me.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Min lowered her head to hide her red face, waving her hands around. “What did you say just now?”

Are you going to make me confess my love again? I take a deep breath before preparing to speak again

“I am.”

“Stop! Enough is enough!” But before I could finish speaking, the other party suddenly slammed my mouth. before collapsing and sitting on the floor What are you mumbling all alone?

“Is this true? Is this possible?”

I tilted my ears, trying to hear what he was saying, but the other person seemed to know. So he jumped up and looked at him angrily... Embarrassed? I really can't interpret the emotions of the person in front of me.

“What about the answer?” I demanded, making me wait this long, I felt bad.

The other party's face turned redder than before before he said softly.

"I didn't say I was joking," Min whispered.

“What?” I couldn't hear clearly.

“I said,” Min took a breath before slowly speaking clearly, “I am. I never joke. What you said that day is true. I, I, like you too!!”

At the end, Min shouted in my face, almost making my ears ring, but just almost. Because I heard the important sentence loud and clear.

Min likes me??

“Does this mean we're on the same page?” I asked.

“Um.” Min looked down again.

"Does that mean we're lovers now?" I asked again. This time Min was quiet for a while. before answering in a voice that was quieter than the first time,

“Probably right.”

But this time, I clearly heard a wave of joy rushing over me. I smiled widely, immediately jumped up and hugged the person in front of me, and kissed the other person's cheek hard.

“What are you doing!?” Min tried to push me away.

“Yes, what are your rights as a girlfriend?” I laughed before answering the other person.

The bell ringing to announce the time for class in the afternoon is one of the melodies of everyday life that rings the same way every day. But from today on, my relationship with the person in my arms is no longer the same.

“Min”

"what"

“I love you, sweetheart^____^”

............................................finish..... ..........................

A little finale

“Until it ends,” the classmates and classmates who were hiding in the bushes sighed in unison.

“Finally.” His mind straightened after looking to make sure that the new couple had left.

“It's over now,” Eclair sighed again, exhausted from the excitement of a couple that everyone could see how much they loved each other, but he couldn't see it. Like the saying that the hair covers the mountain(?)

“But I respect you. You said it until Max realized. I don't know how stupid I'm going." Even though they weren't in the same room, they joined the group and praised Mozart for being able to transform a buffalo into someone who would create a new love legend.

"Yes, I'm good." Mozart wasn't humble in the slightest. before turning to ask the handsome young man in the next room

"How about a beer? You don't seem sorry at all."

“Why would I be sad because I really don't like Min? You guys just thought about it,” Beer said simply.

“If you don't like Min, then why do you come to my room every day?” Mozart asked, but received only an annoyed wiggle of his eyebrows in response.