A rivalry or something else. She wasn't so sure, you were always teasing her but even as much as she seemed to hate it. She still kept sticking around you - and you did too.

Seriously, she didn't want some stupid high school crush that's bound to fall apart at graduation and everyone betting before that would happen.

But she still wanted to know if you had some truth in your teasing words and hope you mean what you say. She didn't mean anything she said. Maybe once or twice.

Not like she'd ever put down her pride for a silly crush. How would people see her if she did? It's embarrassing. But she couldn't help wondering what it'd feel to have your hands in hers. Maybe kiss.

Her thoughts always came back to you. Seeing you in the hall, grumbling as she stomped over shoving a bento box in your chest.

"I made enough for two, I don't want it to go to waste. And .. you probably can't even cook!" Utahime excused, looking away but still deep down, looking if you liked it.