happy birthday to our maknae, chronos!
I always watched him from a distance. He always gave my heart that one, two, and three step rhythm. The beat of my heart was the beat to my ears and I never wanted to pause it. He wasn't the best looking or someone that was popular, but to me, he was just right. We were more than just friends, we were best friends. That's something that would never change.
I remember that time when we were alone together on his roof. He lived across the street from me so if I ever had troubles, he'd let me escape to his world. At that point in my life, I was struggling with my feelings. All of it was full of fear and anxiety. These thoughts. . . they wouldn't leave me alone at all. I didn't want to risk anything though because I knew that if he didn't like me, everything would be so awkward at that point.
I remember sitting there, knees hiked up to my chest as I sat near him. He was laying back and watching the stars. Silence was between us though and it was times like those where I felt so happy because I knew it was just the two of us. I tilted my head a little to the left and I saw that his eyes were closed but a smile was on his face. A little sparkle caught my eye and I saw a beautiful, silver wristwatch on his wrist.
I moved up closer to get a better look but in an instant, I was pulled by his arm and he was hugging me. I hated when he did surprise attacks because it made me love him just a tad bit more. I punched against his chest until he finally released me. My eyes couldn't look away from that watch though.
"You like my watch, don't you?" he smirked.
"You're being ridiculous. There is no way I'd love that piece of junk." I crossed my arms, tilting my head in another direction.
"Fine, I'll just take my piece of junk elsewhere then." Ikuto closed one eye while staring over at me.
"Okay, wait. . . don't go!" I spazzed immediately.
I paused and stared down at his wrist. It was the most beautiful thing I ever laid my eyes on. He started to move and took the watch off of his wrist. I had tilted my head and once I knew it, he grabbed my hand and placed the watch on me.
"I can tell you like it a lot. Keep it. Maybe it's something you can use to remind yourself of me when I'm not around." he whispered.
"W-Why would you assume something like that?" I stubbornly said.
"Amu, I can see the look in your eyes. I can read you like a book." Ikuto said, averting his eyes up to meet mine.
It was that moment where my heart couldn't take it anymore. Why was a girl, who just got out of high school, like me harboring these feelings? He doesn't understand. I couldn't show this side to him. A side that gets so jealous when one girl is around him, or when he smiles and talks to another. What if he really did leave me?
"Yeah, when you're not around. . ." I whispered in my mind.
I remember that time when he had given me his silver wristwatch. I never took it off since that day. I felt so close to it as if Ikuto was near me. It resembled a piece of history that I'd never let go in my life. Now that I look back onto that moment, I wonder if I'll ever get a chance to speak of my feelings. I. . . wonder if he knows.
"Amu, aren't you coming?" a voice said.
"Coming, Ikuto!" I yelled.
Maybe this was my chance, maybe this was finally the time. With his silver wristwatch in my hand and heart, I refuse to give up at this very point.
Or forever I'll regret it.