Author's Note) A Yuri Novel (Haruhi) (Patreon)

I can’t sleep…. Next to me is the school belle, the goddess in everyone’s eyes, sleeping peacefully. Her long eyelashes, perfect little nose, and rosy lips that every boy probably fantasizes about kissing are right here in front of my eyes. I really wish I could write this all down, but sadly…. I am stuck on the inside of the bed.

How we ended up sleeping in the same bed in the first place was because I did not have an extra futon. I said I would sleep on the couch, but Hirano pulled me to sleep with her, saying that sleepovers were not done in separate rooms. I only agreed since it was a good chance to look at my muse up close. This way, I could get every detail about her down in my novel notes. But I wonder… how would I project her in a romance novel? I do not know how she would act or how she would talk to the person she liked. 

What was love in the first place? I have read about it in many novels while trying to expand my own imagination, but I have never actually understood or felt love before. There was familial love, and then there was romantic love. I did not understand the romantic part. Maybe this was why my romance was always dubbed as dry and with no substance. Comments are harsh….

But it was true. I tried to better my romance but I have never figured out the relationship aspect clearly. How does one fall in love in the first place? How does one know when a relationship should start? Sometimes, it would start from the moment two people meet; sometimes, it would have to wait until later in the story after they had gone through so many trials and tribulations. But no matter how I tried to write romance, the comments were always filled with: “Seems forced…. Author learn how to write romance.” Or “Author, can’t you just hurry up and put the two of them together?”

No one ever seems happy. They only want the story written how they think the story should be written. As for me…. I just want to write a story that will make many people say that they were glad that they had read my story.

I let out a small sigh as I looked up at my ceiling. “Maybe I should just write a yuri novel….” This thought had crossed my mind before, but I did not think much about it until now. What if I turned the interactions between me and the school belle into a story? What if I used us as the main characters and made a story based on real events, turning a budding friendship into an actual romance? 

Since the school belle and I were to be partners from now until we graduated, I could easily write a tale about a girl like me and the outgoing goddess who slowly warm up to each other, rely on one another, and then….slowly fall in love without realizing it….

“I want to start writing it right now!” I mumbled softly as I turned to look at the peacefully sleeping face next to me. “I wonder if she would get mad if she found out I was using our relationship as inspiration.” 

With my excitement about my new novel sitting in the back of my mind, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I felt something heavy on my chest. Hirano was half lying on top of me, snuggled into my neck. Instead of being surprised, I wanted to pull out my notebook to write down the details! I had no choice but to imprint every detail into my mind while I could. 

“Mmm…” Hirano slowly woke up. She blinked her eyes and smiled at me softly as she rolled onto her back. “Good morning…. Sorry, I have a habit of cuddling with whatever is next to me while I sleep.”

“It-it’s fine….”  Hirano did not seem to mind the fact that she had been hugging me. Now that I think about it…. This was the first time I had been so close to someone like this. I thought I would be more bothered by it, but… I don’t feel bothered at all. 

“Cool…. We have no classes today, but we do have training. We should eat a good breakfast and get ready for training.” Hirano sat up and let out a big yawn before forcing herself to get out of bed. To be honest, seeing her like this made her seem like a normal person. While I know she was a normal person, to begin with, the image of a school belle disappears when you see them in such a state. She still looks beautiful no matter how messy her hair is, but that is beside the point. Right now, she looks like any normal high school girl. I wonder how many people would ever get to see her in such a state?

“I… I wi-will make so-something…” I did not know how to do much, but I did know how to cook.

“Oh? Watanabe, you can cook!?” I watched as Hirano’s eyes lit up. Did she think I lived alone and did not know how to cook? I would die if I didn’t! Cooking was essential, or else I would not have the energy to write! A balanced meal was important!

“Go-Go wash… I wi-will make something…” I gave her a determined look. At least, I think I was. I am not too sure. If I was making a funny face and she was not laughing at it then she is an angel.

“Then I will do just that! To think I would get to eat Watanabe’s home cooking! Today will be a lucky day!” Hirano was saying some weird things as she walked out of the room.