Totally an Accident, Honest! PV: N.Page

' E...eh? ' no , no this wasn't supposed to happen. Oi, she had their whole conversation in her head , why didn't he follow it?! . He was supposed to thank her more and ask if she was alright.

Was Fumiko not cute enough?

Crap, she knew she forgot to fix her hair before excluding this plan. Now, what was she supposed to do?

She didn't have enough time to think before she felt the book slip out of her small hands and before she knew it, Page had already walked passed her like nothing happened. For a second, her faced turned sour.

' Tsk, ' this is going to be harder than she thought. At least he wasn't that rude, she suppose.

Good news is, he's heading towards their next class, History. Pathways to class, means more people would witness her trying to befriend him.

P e r f e c t.

She took a few seconds to practice her smiling before turning on her heel and sprinting towards the boy, who obviously wanted to be left alone but really this is Fumiko, she doesn't care. " W-wait up !! "

Finally walking side to side, she tried to look as calm as possible, ignoring her heart beating fast from the sudden sprint. It wasn't even a full minute run, she considered working on her stamina more in the future.

" Y-you're heading to History right? I-if Im not mistaken....we have that together. Hufflepuffs and Slytherins, I mean. C-considering I bumped into you..might as well walk there together. U-umm .. right~? " acting like a shy but nice girl was tough for Fumiko.

She needed to show some hints of nervousness in her tone and actions but drop the right amount the more the talks. If she goes over the right amount, she'd be giving unwanted thoughts about her on the person she's talking too.

Thank god she perfected this already.

She hid the urge to roll her eyes at Page's lack of response, instead she smiled once again looking unbothered. " S-sorry again..for bumping into you..I-Im Fumiko Tachibana~ " she greeted warmly, though deciding not to shake his hand since she had a feeling he wouldn't stop for a mere hand shake.

" A-ah you're...you're Noah , right? Noah Page? O-oh you were quite famous in our classroom, my friends talk about you sometimes ahha..oo good things I assure you. F- forgive me if I sounded a bit odd. I'm not really...ummm.." she quicken up her pace to match with the boy's. It secretly irked her how longer the boy's legs were compared to hers.

"-that confident in socialising...but..but I still try~ " she smoothly lied.

Like hell he was famous. Almost no one knew the darn kid and it was stressful trying to get info on him. It was as if he excelled in the arts of pretending he doesn't exist, giving an illusion to anyone that made him almost impossible to remember.

And Fumiko thought she was the one that was hardly noticeable.

Thought the 1st step was a bit of a failure, she could still proceed with Operation Befriend the Loner. Now that she complimented him on how he was well talked about and that he now knew her name, if everything goes to plan, their convo would turn more comfortable and they'll end up sharing complaints about their professors~

Fumiko didn't have enough empathy to notice how uncomfortable Page was around her, she was only deeply concerned why he didn't reply anything back.

' Oh really? ahhaa I'm flattered '

' Heh, thank you '

' Darn, I guess I should work harder to stop that '

Were one of the few sentences she expected the boy to say and he gave her the worst response she ever received.

Silence.

She was beginning to regret ever trying to befriend the boy. It was like her pride, ego and skill have all been struck down at the same time that she could actually hear them break like shattered glass. Was this boy just shy? Or just as rude as everyone says.

A small part of her suggested that perhaps he was just socially awkward but her bruised ego from getting ignored swatted every small urge to understand the boy.

Fabricating an unbothered smile, she decided to start small conversations before they arrive to class.
" So~ how are you with History of Magic? Do you like it? What do you think about the Professor's lectures? " it was a simple question that could spark an conversation with the most boring person on earth.

If it wasn't obvious to her before, it was obvious now. Noah Page didn't want to talk to her. For some reason, someone too blinded by their ego to notice someones uncomfortability can detect their intentions to end a conversation quickly.

She allowed pride to fill her up, proud she could see what he was trying to do, completely forgetting the fact that she was three replies late.

She had done the same thing before when she was a child. Back then it was easier being honest with people and when she didn't like who was talking to her, there was a 50/50 percent chance that she would make it obvious.

Her ego wasn't bruised as before at his true intentions. The feelings were mutual, she didn't want to continue talking to him either. But since she's not satisfied with the amount of students watching their interaction, she decided to annoy him even further.

She did come here to in-genuinely befriend him, whether he liked it or not.

She smiled while she nodded her head at his response. " Hmm, remembering dates and names gets boring for you huh? I actually rather like learning those especially. I always liked listening other people's stories, remembering them and what they did and all. "


She paused for a moment before another pointless question popped up. " Say, are you a muggleborn? I don't hear a lot of pure or half bloods say they enjoy history. I can say I like history because it's all new to me because you know, being muggle born and all " she didn't like sharing info with him but oh what else to do to get him to talk more so it looked like they were friends.

" Wouldn't you want to be remembered after you die? All the things you did good or bad? ", she blurted out when he surprisingly didn't agree with her. Didn't Slytherins stereotypically aim high and strive to be remembered?

Then again, the only reason why she bothered to remember other people was because she understood the wish to be remembered and felt guilty if she didn't do the same. Thank god, he didn't completely insult her preferences.

Though she decided her feelings about the boy weren't that positive, she had to give him a thumbs up in her head for not showing any hostility towards her muggleborn status despite being a pureblood.

Not that she believed all purebloods hated muggleborns, she's just careful. Noah was just the first pureblood to dislike her for good reasons.

Seeing the door to the classroom in her sight, she decided a simple " Hmm~can't argue with that " would be fine to say to end their boring conversation to the classroom. She was sure she annoyed him enough.

She'll give him a break in class by siting away from him and then she'll annoy him again.

" Well~ thanks for accompanying me to class " she thanked as they arrived at the door. Her one small hand ready to push the door open. It was no secret that 'accompanying her' wasn't something he did on his own free will. She just said that to annoy the boy further.

" We should talk more after class! " she gave a cheerful grin with 98.9% hidden sarcasm to her new ' friend ' before entering the class room first.