Moriko's POV
I still rember that day.
The first day of middle school after the spring break.
It was early spring, and the sun was shining brightly through the clouds. The surrounding air was fresh with the sll of flowers. A chilly breeze blew past , which made my long black flutter.
'So spring was already starting.' Is what I thought at that mont.
Tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, I looked up towards the bright blue sky. I continued on my way towards school. The spring break finally ca to an end. After all those nights in the abyss of my own thoughts, it was the ti to face reality.
I rember being scared.
All of those thoughts and mories were finally coming to an end. Maybe I was scared of losing them. Maybe I was scared to face the reality.
In the past, I remained sulking over very common yet intricate questions.
I was just two words.
'What if?'
What if I lose everything I've held onto for so long? Though I knew contemplating over those trivial things was aningless.
As usual, I was walking alone to school. I wasn't the most approachable person, so I had only a handful of friends. I wasn't an honours student, neither did I enjoy going to school. For , it was more of a chore.
Though sothing was different about that day. I was looking forward to going to school after quite a while.
I wonder what kind of face I was making at that mont. I could feel my heart pumping fast, and there was a strange sense of excitent coursing through my body. Just thinking about it was making nervous.
After all, it was a big day for . The mont of truth was waiting right at my doorstep. I've waited for this mont since the day our eyes t for the first ti.
I rember not being able to focus on the classes that day because a lot of things were running wild in my mind. It was mostly the thoughts about what was going to happen.
The feeling of anticipation was sothing I couldn't put into words. My heart was racing, yet I had an unfazed look on my face. My mind was a ss, yet I wasn't saying anything. I was probably feeling a lot of emotions in that instant.
Nervousness.
Excitent.
Fear.
The mont I've been thinking about was finally right in front of my eyes.
He was standing right before . Just across the assembly ground, I could see his figure sitting on the pavent. He seed to be imrsed in his thoughts as his eyes were focused on the concrete ground.
I just needed to make my way to him.
Just a few steps.
He wasn't the best-looking guy. He was gloomy and preferred to be alone. Whenever I noticed him, I always found him on his own. Whether it was the playground or the cafeteria. It wasn't like he had no friends. He probably had more friends than , yet he sohow managed to be alone most of the ti.
There was sothing about him which attracted .
His dark eyes weren't the brightest. Nor were they the warst. To be honest, he was quite a cold person. Whenever he talked, it always felt like there was an invisible wall around him.
No one was allowed to step inside that wall. Yet, I found him smiling when he used to talk to . A smile that only I had seen. A side of him, which only I was aware of.
Or that's what I liked to imagine at that mont.
I always used to admire him from a distance but never got the courage to talk with him. He wasn't a people person as he always had this serious look on his face which gave him quite a distant vibe.
One of my friends had a crush on him. But not wanting to confess to him in person, she decided it would be a good idea to use as an interdiate between them. At that ti, I didn't really have a voice of my own, so I never opposed ideas like this.
After all, they were my friends.
That was the first ti I ever talked to him. To tell him that my friend had a crush on him. He seed quite unfazed by this entire ordeal. I still rember the words that ca out of his mouth when I said that.
"If she likes , then I would've appreciated her confessing to in person."
The fact which intrigued was how cold his tone was. It was almost as if he was unaffected by such an event. Looking back, he probably did the right thing since my friend got pissed about his rejection and bitched about him a lot.
Though, from that point onwards, our interaction gradually increased. We would just et each other on the way to our classes or sothing like in the library or cafeteria. He also seed to be interested in .
After all, the person who didn't talk with anyone was taking an interest in .
I felt validated.
It didn't take much ti before we started talking a lot. He didn't talk much with at school, but he was quite expressive while texting . It was only when he used to talk a lot.
Slowly, I got to know him and started developing feelings towards him. My admiration started to change into infatuation. Every conversation we had started taking turns towards topics we never touched before.
I was getting eager to know him even more. He intrigued in ways no one ever did.
We weren't close friends, but I felt a strange sort of connection towards him.
I was finally standing at the endga.
I only needed to spout a few words. I just needed to confess my honest feelings to him. I was prepared for whatever the outco was going to be, but in that mont, I just needed to get this burden off my chest.
It was getting difficult for to be close with you, Sakamaki Saishi.
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