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Maki is a calculating person. She's the kind of people who will plan ahead when doing something. She even counts the creases on her shirt because she doesn't want to looks messy and too neat at the same time. Nico would say she has an OCD if she knew that. But no, she's not obsessed; she just wants to be in control.

And although she has lost her control many times after she met the older girl—she doesn't want to really lose it. Nico would say, "You need to relax, Maki-chan" or something along the lines if she heard that.

And Maki appreciates it. That's why she takes this—this business seriously. She is already ordered the ring-after checked Nico's finger a few times. She has perfecting her plan, imagine it over-and-over in her head before going to do it.

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That early morning, Maki wakes up feeling nauseous. After she's done with her preparation, Maki goes to change her outfit. Seeing her reflection in the mirror, Maki tries to straighten her shirt. But her finger trembles, remembering the small box she had put in the wardrobe.

She wishes this plan will go smoothly.

…And her shirt too.

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Sitting alone in the café near their apartment, Maki wonders whether it was better to do it like this or maybe directly as in some west movies. She knows Nico likes cheesy romance movies. So it's not out of question she would prefer to be pro—cough—ed like that.

However Maki doubts she could do it if she was facing the shorter girl. She doesn't want to be a bumbling mess in front of her. And she especially doesn't want Nico to have more chances to tease her. No, Nico likes romance movies, but that girl is definitely not a romantic.

Maki has lost count by how many times Nico ruined their moments just so she could tease her and goof around like a dork she is.

Yes. This method is better. At least, Maki can save face while doing so.

The red head thinks, while sipping her coffee.

She chokes.

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It is already past nine in the morning according to her watch. Maki doesn't believe in any other clock except the one she sets it herself. Nico knows. And she was often fooling Maki by change them behind her back. Maki doesn't understand why she's still fallen to Nico's trick by now.

But it doesn't matter. It is past nine. Nico should have wake up. Maybe she's preparing her—their, she hopes—breakfast. Maybe she has read her notes. Maki glances at her phone. Still nothing happened.

She sighs. This waiting would kill her before long.

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There's one thing Maki forgot to calculate. She doesn't know how long she had to wait before she could get her answer.

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When her phone's finally ringing, Maki is too bored to feel nervous about Nico's reply. And she drank too much coffee for her stomach to feel anything by then. In short, she feels sick.

"Come home, Maki-chan."

And she's not sure if she was feeling relieved by Nico's answer, or because she's finally can go home and lay down.

Maybe Maki is not that much a calculating person.

A/N: My friend asked me what's the ending mean... I think it's clear enough. But it makes me wonder... so I add this extra from Maki POV to describe what's happened.

And I didn't edit this... at all. Because I need to go now.