Disclaimer: KH = not mine.
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She was the girl with the too-white hair, eyes the color of wild-grown Corydalis flowers. The girl with thin, overly-bitten lips that never really smiled. The girl with a quiet—but not shy—air. The girl who was always too stressed to notice her scabbed-lip smiles never really met her Corydalis eyes.
She was the girl who he had always loved so much, but could never love at all. The fake, hollow imitation love that drove him off-the-wall insane (googly eyes and poison-dipped tongue included) wasn't real, and neither was he. He was a Nobody and pretending he was human and that he could love was masochistic and stupid.
Roxas allowed his eyes to linger upon the girl for a moment—an excruciating, tear-inducing moment that made him clench his teeth to keep from calling out—and then he turned away. With his sleeve, he dried up a single candy-heart tear and left the room, feeling her worried eyes on his back.
He had no doubt she was biting her lip.
Her name was Namine, and she was flawed to the point of perfection.
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A/N: I know pretty much nothing about this fandom at the moment. This was kind of written more as a tribute to love, and how I'd imagine it feels at certain points, than it was as a RoxasxNamine fanfiction. They just seemed like the right couple to do this for. :)
Let me know if my canon ideas are off, please. Also, if it sucks I'd like to know that, too. :3