Aira Bug Incident: Spring Garden Chaos and Heartwarming Moments

Spring on Campus

It was the middle of spring. The air smelled like wet grass, flowers, and tiny hints of sunshine. The school campus was loud as always, filled with students talking, walking, and rushing to their next classes. Trees around the walkway were green and shaking lightly when the wind passed through them.

Aira walked slowly, holding a notebook close to her chest. She wore her school uniform that day: a dark blue blouse neatly tucked in, a short skirt that swayed when she walked, white socks, and black shoes that tapped lightly on the pavement.

Aira liked spring—the colors, the small animals, the mild weather, and most of all, the feeling of freedom after the cold months. But she did not like bugs… well, most bugs. Tiny ones scared her, flying ones even more. Still, she tried her best to stay calm. Panicking, she believed, would only make things worse.

The Unexpected Visitor

Aira stopped near a garden corner where flowers were blooming. Some girls nearby pointed at butterflies.

“So pretty!”
“I want to take a photo,”

Aira smiled at them, feeling happy that spring brought everyone’s lighter side out. She opened her notebook to write a small reminder when she suddenly heard a faint buzzing sound. Soft, almost hidden behind the school noise—but she heard it clearly.

She felt something very small, very light, land on her blouse. Her pupils shrank to dots as a tiny brown bug rested near the chest area of her uniform. Her heart thudded loudly inside her chest. She froze, inhaled a long breath, and whispered to herself:

“Stay calm.”

Haruto to the Rescue

At that moment, her classmate Haruto was walking toward the next building. He noticed Aira standing incredibly still.

“Huh? Aira?”

Aira slowly raised her eyes to him without moving the rest of her body.

“Haruto… don’t shout,” she whispered.
“Huh? Why are you whispering?”
“Bug,” she said.

Haruto looked down and saw the tiny bug resting on her blouse. He stayed calm, quietly nodding, and said:

“Okay. No screaming. No sudden moves. I’ll help you.”

He set his bag down carefully, scratched the back of his head, and focused on the task.

“You’re brave for not shouting, you know.”

Aira felt a bead of sweat slide down her temple.

“Trying,” she whispered.

The Bug Rescue Incident

Haruto carefully approached the bug. It moved rapidly, causing him to accidentally place his hand too close to Aira’s chest. Both froze, faces coloring instantly.

“Oh no,” Haruto breathed.
“Oh no,” Aira echoed.

They quickly corrected themselves. With careful precision, Haruto finally managed to remove the bug and place it safely on a nearby tree leaf.

“Bug rescued,” he whispered proudly.
“I thought I would have to live with it on me forever,” Aira sighed in relief.

Haruto chuckled.

“One minute mat punishment is easier than this.”

Aira frowned playfully.

“I still haven’t forgiven you for that.”

Embarrassment and Laughter

Her classmates had started noticing from afar.

“Why is Haruto so close to Aira?”
“Is something happening?”

Haruto focused again on the bug, carefully removing it. Finally, the situation ended without further mishap. Both Aira and Haruto exhaled relief, cheeks still pink.

“Thanks, Haruto,” Aira said, bowing lightly.
“Don’t bow,” he replied, shyly. “Friends just say thanks normally.”

They shared a quiet laugh.

Lighthearted Conversations and Growing Friendship

The girls nearby whispered and giggled, acting like a mini fan club.

“They touched hands!”
“Nope, boob slap by accident!”

Aira and Haruto continued walking toward the next building, talking softly and laughing. Haruto mimicked a dramatic knight stance:

“Then I shall always protect the bug-fearful maiden, Lady Aira, from the horrors of spring insects.”

Aira rolled her eyes but smiled.

“Then I order you to protect me from humiliation too, Haruto-sensei.”
“I’m not a sensei!”
“You are if you accept the job,” she teased.

Their playful banter continued as the bell rang for the next class, and they walked side by side, the small moment in the garden quietly starting something bigger.

The Start of Something New

Haruto reached out to gently push a low-hanging branch away, protecting Aira once more.

“See? Protecting again. You sure you’re not a sensei?”

“Nope. Just tall enough to block branches.”

They laughed together.

“Haruto, just so you know… it’s nice when you help me… but please no boob rescue next time.”

“Noted. Absolutely. No boob bug missions.”

The wind blew lightly that day, but their hearts carried a spark. A tiny bug, a little chaos, and shared courage had quietly begun a new connection between Aira and Haruto—one that promised laughter, friendship, and perhaps something more.