Matsuri shook her head indignantly as her friend Tatsu entered the room. He acted like such a delinquent who didn't care about anything, yet he was so nice to her. He had been a troublemaker since there were kids, yet, to her, he'd been like a older brother in ways. Including some more annoying ones.
The familiar feeling of her hair being messed with was hard to ignore, but, she tried. Unfortunately, like most things Matsuri tried to do, she failed. With a quick turn she slapped his hand away, glaring at him.
"Stop it, Tatsu!"
Her voice was low but stern, making her attempt at remaining quiet and calm evident. It wasn't so much as she was angry, as it was just that he did it so often. Plus, she'd been kind of down today, and this just wasn't helping. Looking straight ahead, her eyes were narrowing and her face was reddening. It began to appear she could blow at any moment.
The last straw was his false attempt to start braiding her hair, something of an inside joke between them that she should braid her hair because it'd be more appealing to boys than the natural way her hair is. However, Matsuri truly could be stubborn about some things, and she simply didn't want to change something about herself to appease others. Finally, the bell rang and the teacher dismissed them. With heavy sigh of relief, Matsuri stood and left the room with her things, making her way into the hall with a seemingly calm demeanor.
However, once Tatsu came out, she slapped him across the face, shouting at him sternly before almost comically stomping off down the hall.
"Tatsu, I told you to stop, you jerk! Ugh! Why don't you ever listen to me?!"
As she rounded the nearest corner on her way to her next class, the anger faded, and she held her books to her chest. The truth was, no matter how much he annoyed her, she still cared about him. Hell, she wasn't even sure she could be truly angry at him. Of course, she began to feel bad about hitting him and yelling at him, even though it didn't hurt him or bother him. At least she had managed not to make a scene in the class. Another sigh, before the remainder of the school day just slipped on by.