Haruhi X Tamaki Mga Nobela at Kwento

Heri replied, a playful smile tugging at his lips. “A secret, huh…” Sakura pouted slightly. But she smiled anyway—knowing that even if she could guess it, it would still feel like a surprise. The train arrived. They sit together in a corner seat near the door. Sakura leaned gently against Heri. In her mind, the song Mabataki by Back Number played quietly. She glanced at her watches… By this time tomorrow, Heri would no longer be in Tokyo. And their next meeting? Who knows when that would be.

I replied with a smile. " So you are" he asked with a smile. " Ā watashi no manā o mite. I am sorry. I am Haru Salvador. I am Miss Pierce's assistant and a designer" I smiled and shake my hands with both of them. "Oh. Hi Haru nice to meet you" Yoshi said to me "You know me. But still Iam Yoshiyuki Hatori and this my friend here is Zen Kirishima" he added. I looked towards him and forwarded my hand for a shake. The moment he took my hand to shake I could feel a tingling feeling rushing through my arms. The moment he touched me my heart skipped a beat. Unable to move, yet drawn forward by some invisible force, I didn’t know what to do. I don’t usually lose confidence in myself, having dealt wi

“You and Hibiki... us. It feels like a dream.” Jiro stepped closer, his expression softening even further. He reached for Haru’s hand, intertwining their fingers with a familiar ease that made Haru’s heart swell. “It’s real,” Jiro said, his voice thick with emotion. “We’re real, Haru. And we’ll always be real. Together.”

She's the same girl who was previously with Haru. "Hello! Oh, hello there, baby!" She rushes towards Haru, about to kiss him on the lips, but he moves his head, so she kisses his cheek instead. I rolled my eyes and shifted my seat between Wade and Raven. When Haru noticed that I had switched seats, I saw his shocked and betrayed expression. "Is she Haru's fiancee?" While watching them, I asked myself a question. The girl is obviously clingy and cheeky towards Haru, but his annoyed expression made it even funnier.

Off to the side, Hikaru and Nozomi were peacefully tasting each other’s ice-creams and sharing their thoughts on various matters. “You can have mine.” “But you ordered that for yourself.” “It doesn’t matter. You like it more than I do. I’m fine with either.” Hikaru proceeded to swap their ice creams before Nozomi’s approval. “Thank you…” “No need. Instead...” Hikaru peeked at the trio. Then, he suddenly swooped down and got a brief taste of her lips. “Mm.” He nodded with a satisfied smile. “That’s my favourite.” Nozomi stood stunned. Her face slowly bloomed red as she processed what just happened. Then, she jabbed him in his ribs. “There’re so many people around…” She whispered.