33: "I'm not a lot of people's favourite person."
48: "Just kidding, I really don't care."

<This is excessively angsty, ooPS>

"Say, Rin, what's the ideal person for you?"

Rin bit his lip, unable to look at his best friend. 

He hesitated.

Her eyes were dancing with mirth, he could see. "Come on, tell me, Shark boy."

"Why'd you ask such a stupid question?" He muttered, glaring at her.

She sighed, turning away from him. "I'm just curious. What is your type?"

He wanted to scream at her. He wanted to yell out a 'YOU ARE MY TYPE, YOU DUMB WOMAN,' but he was too much of a coward to say anything. His cheeks grew dark and he prayed to whatever controlled the universe that she wouldn't notice. "Why? You want to find me a girlfriend?"

Her jaw tightened, and he could see her fiddling with the hem of her shirt. Why was she so fidgety?  "I was just asking... since you never really told me."

"W-well, I've never really thought about it."

"Rin, you're no fun. I thought you'd have an ideal by now," she sounded disappointed and he didn't know what to make of her disappointment. Was she disappointed he was single? Or did she like him back and was disappointed to not hear that she was his type too? 

He groaned in annoyance. "Why do women only talk about love and types?"

She turned to him and grabbed his shoulder harshly. "You dumb idiot. I have known you for 8 years and you have the nerve to say that? How dare you-"

He grinned at her, raising her hands in surrender, "I know, I know. Women are amazing. I love women. I'm sorry."

She shook her head.

"Fine, fine! Don't look at me like that. I'll tell you my type."

She looked at him expectantly, a huge smile on her lips, "Let's do this!"

He looked at her carefully. (Y/N) had (hair length) (hair colour) hair and she was absolutely drop-dead-gorgeous to him. But he'd never ever let her know that.

He then studied her face carefully. Every single thing about her face was completely perfect to him. He would have given up anything at that moment to just share a kiss with her. But he didn't have the confidence to tell her. 

But he had to try. He had to let her know. He couldn't just let her slip away-

"I like-" he locked eyes with her, his voice came out shaky and he couldn't, no, he couldn't breathe - "n-no. I actually don't like girls with (eye colour) eyes and (hair colour) hair. I prefer something different. Yeah. Those girls aren't my type-"

He didn't know what had taken over him but he couldn't stop his ramble and he only stopped when he saw all the colour leave her face. Her eyes had clouded over and he wouldn't have been able to tell, had he not known her ever since he was 11. 

She laughed dryly, "Well, wow. Thanks for calling me ugly."

His eyes widened and his chest suddenly grew tight with pain. "N-no. It wasn't directed at you. I just-"

"It's okay, Matsuoka. You're my best friend. It's not like I was ever supposed to be attractive to you-" she raised her hands defiantly - "so it's all good. No hard feelings."

His heart fell and he found it hard to breathe.

"(Y/N)-"

She tried for smile, "I'm not a lot of people's favourite person, so I'm not surprised."

He wanted to tell her that she was his favourite person in the entire universe. Heck, she was his whole universe-

"I never really told you my type either," she was really close to him and he could clearly see himself in those enchanting eyes of hers.

He nodded, unable to will his mouth to form words. She was just so breathtaking. He was absolutely in love.

She cleared her throat, averting her gaze. She was now looking out to the sunset in front of them. "I like energetic boys who are really passionate about their interests and hobbies."

"Well that's just personality wise."

She shrugged, "Unlike you, I mostly focus on personality. I only fall in love people with people who I know. Sure, I do get infatuations every now and then. And yeah, physical attraction happens too. But there's really only one person I love."

His ears perked up. Could this be it? Could she be referring to him-

"But I think I had better get over him now. It's been a silly one-sided affair. Sure, he's cute and all, but I should move on from this childish affair."

His heart was beating so fast, he thought it'd burst. "Who is he?"

She ran a hand through her hair, her eyes still had that faraway look. "Leave it. It was pathetic. This talk was stupid, I'm sorry for asking."

He had to know. Did she like him too? "But who is he? The lucky boy who stole your heart?"

She stood up, dusting off her shorts. "It doesn't matter."

He got up too, and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him, "(Y/N), who is he?"

She turned to him, her expression full of contempt, "He was a passionate, hot-headed swimmer."

Her eyes had an unfamiliarity to them and his heart grew weak with every passing second.

"(Y/N). Please I-I like-"

She leaned in closer and he could see her eyelashes now and oh, oh, oh was she about to kiss him? Oh heavens.

"Who do you like?"

"It's-"

With her soft lips against his ear and her breathy voice, he was a goner. Goosebumps appeared all over his body. 

"Just kidding, I really don't care."

His world stopped spinning and it was all chaotic and he couldn't get his heart to slow down.

She pulled back and flashed him a smile. Could she see what she did to him? How weak she made him and how much he loved her-

And she turned to walk away.

He couldn't bring himself to stop her.

She turned back and with a conspiratory tone, she said something that broke his heart forever.

"I think I'll try falling for calmer guys now. You know laid back and chill? Someone like Haru? He is attractive too. Yeah. Haru's great-" she looked straight at him - "right, Rin?"

She had walked away before he could say anything.