suzumiya, haruhi (涼宮ハルヒ) (
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and some chicken soup for my soul; closed
She couldn't believe that she actually accepted his offer.
After he had gone up, mustered enough courage, and went up to her directly asking, Hey, Haruhi, can we go on a date? she couldn't believe that she actually nodded and agreed to it. It was ridiculous, honestly. Yet, she couldn't help but be a little excited about going on an actual date with Kyon of all people.
Not that she would after admit that fact to him, of all people.
Staring at the clock, she waited for him, wearing a plain white sundress. He was already late, and he was the one who had asked for the date in the first place.
"Where is he?" the brunette mumbled under her breath, tapping her foot impatiently.
After he had gone up, mustered enough courage, and went up to her directly asking, Hey, Haruhi, can we go on a date? she couldn't believe that she actually nodded and agreed to it. It was ridiculous, honestly. Yet, she couldn't help but be a little excited about going on an actual date with Kyon of all people.
Not that she would after admit that fact to him, of all people.
Staring at the clock, she waited for him, wearing a plain white sundress. He was already late, and he was the one who had asked for the date in the first place.
"Where is he?" the brunette mumbled under her breath, tapping her foot impatiently.