My big eyes and bright face; my petite, fit body.

Does he think I'm stupid? I see the way he looks up when I smile; how he rushes to me when I cry.

For such an uncute person, he certainly likes to chase me.

But I don't like it, being the otemba.

I work double hard for what comes natural to others.

So what if I can't swim? If he's so stuck on talking about it, he can help me improve.

I know what my food taste like, but if he wants to keep opening his mouth, I'll be more than happy to shove it down his gullet.

The other girls? Hah! I see through that ruse too. When they come around, he freezes up.

Just not in the same way.

And his rival? I find it hysterical that I can make him utterly upset and jealous by just feigning ignorance and 'sleep' with him.

It's uncomfortable being the otemba.

It causes him to give me all the wrong attention; the attention that makes me feel bad.

I always correct him, most of the time violently, but it doesn't work.

I end up the kawaiikune otemba with the strength of a gorilla.

Can't I be the cute one for once?

But then I think about it.

Being cute got Kuno on my back.

Being cute got a herd of boys after me to fight every morning.

Being cute gets me kidnapped every other month.

But being uncute got me that baka.

He's hard to tolerate. He's dense, insensitive, arrogant, and likes to taste his shoe a lot.

He also has been there everytime I needed it.

Fine then.

So I'll be the otemba.

-Akane Chibi