( H E A R T )It was becoming a problem and Junko knew that. It was becoming an embarrassing problem, really. Ever since the Harvest Festival she only had two things on her mind: How much she wanted to punch Doctor Haruto for harassing her and him. It was becoming a problem and she very much knew that it was, yet, she couldn't stop thinking about them!
At least the whole 'wanting to punch doctor Haruto' was a normal thing. He harassed her constantly and even more so since he saw her and Shouta the first time at the music festival! He still wouldn't listen to her about it being an accident! It's not like she fell into his lap on purpose! Really! She didn't even know him that well! As far as she knew/heard, he was still newish around the Meadows. Hell, she was pretty sure that Shouta didn't know like anyone in the meadows himself, aside from her and doctor Haruto. Next time she saw him she'd have to ask him just how many people he knew in the meadows... maybe even introduce him to some people....
Junko sighed and stared at herself in her floor-length mirror.
She needed to stop. Really, she did. It was starting to be a problem. It was like an everyday occurrence and she even does it at work! For only a day ago, she had spaced out while doing something for Haru and Keiko had asked her why she was being so spacey. It was a complete accident, really, but she totally told Keiko that she had been thinking about him. At least... at least Keiko didn't tease her about it, unlike the stupid doctor. Instead she told Keiko everything that had happened with the two of them and they just ended up talking for a few hours about what she should do.
Keiko suggested asking him to the moon-viewing festival!
A day later and... Junko was still considering it. Nervous, of course. But... but maybe... maybe he'd end up saying yes and then maybe -- maybe -- she could figure out all of her thoughts of just what they were. ....If they were anything, of course. Probably not, though. Shouta didn't really seem like he liked her that way. Shouta... Shouta would probably never like her. As friends, maybe. But never in that way.
Junko shook her head. Thinking like that was not a good idea. At all. It just made her sad. She needed to clear her head. So she turned away from the mirror and instead reached into her closet. She stripped out of her usual wear to work and slipped on her other usual wear of her big tan sweater and black skirt. She took a step away from the closet and closed the door, a small, fond smile on her face. At least going for a walk would clear her mind. ...Hopefully. Gods she really hoped that it did. She needed to think of other things. She needed to not think about him. It was seriously becoming a problem.
When the clock was nearing around five o'clock, she left her home and started on a walk towards the forest. Junko didn't really like going to the forest, especially alone, but sometimes, when she really needed to, she did. Usually she only went on days that she needed to clear her head. Keiko had told her to just go up to him and talk to him, but no. No way. No. No. No. She definitely couldn't do that. After how many times they had run into each other and then that day that she had to go and bring him medicine... and then stayed and cooked him food...
Junko let out a sigh and brought a hand up to her face, "I'm so embarrassing..."
When she reached the edge of the forest, her feet stopped and she pulled her hand off of her voice. Was... did she just hear something? Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she turned to look around. She did hear something, she knew it! She headed in the direction of whatever she had heard and only moments later she found ---
"S-S-Shoujo?"
Why, oh why did it have to be like this? Was it fate? Was it the universe trying to tell her something? What in the hell was it----?!
"Okay, seriously? Shoujo, really? I shouldn't even be surprised that it's you, yet here I am, totally surprised!" She raised her hands above her head, only to bring them down and cover her face. "O-oh my gods..." Mortified. Junko was mortified. Mostly for the fact that she had been thinking of him and here he was. In front of her. Again. As per usual. Seriously, she shouldn't have been surprised. But she was. Slowly she removed her hands from her face, only to look up at the face of Shouta. His face was red. Again.
She shifted awkwardly on her feet, before turning her head away, "...Y-your face... it's red again... are you okay? You're not getting sick again, are you?" She turned her head back to look at him. He was okay probably. He looked like maybe he was running or something? It would make sense as to why his face was red. O-okay, Junko... change the topic... you can talk to him... Keiko believes in you!
"S-so... how... how've you been? I haven't seen you in a few days..."