A/N- This is a really quick little one-shot I wrote a few months ago, and I finally got around to posting it. Not much to say about it, really.
Hope you enjoy~
Rin isn't pretty, okay? She's unnaturally skinny, has no figure, and she's short. She is definitely not attractive. What kind of normal high school girl has the same haircut as her brother, anyway?
And her voice- it's high-pitched and annoying, especially how she says my name- "Len, Len, LEN!" It's obnoxious. Really.
She's always trying to spend time with me, too- no matter what, or when, or where, she's always just there, trying to look cute- but it doesn't work, okay? Really...
Anyway- everything abut her is yellow- her hair, her clothes, her bedroom. It's obsessive. I mean, even I have a favorite color, but nobody should ever be that obsessed with a color.
And her hair's always so neat and clean and shiny and perfect- which is really stupid, because every five seconds she's either complaining about it or stopping to fix it- and whenever she combs through it, I can smell all the gel or hairspray or shampoo or whatever-it-is she puts in her hair. It's ridiculous.
And she's always so exposed, I mean, she wears ridiculously short shorts that hardly cover her at all, even in the middle of winter when I can see that she's freezing because she's covered in goosebumps all the way up her thighs. Not that I'm looking. But honestly, I think she's insane.
And she's really, really, really loud. Always. She is seriously never quiet. It's like her constant mindset is that everyone in the world has to hear what she has to say, whether anyone really cares or not.
Don't even get me started on her eyes- they're so huge and round and and always so freaking emotional. It's always annoying to glance over and be able to say after a moment, "Oh, look! She's in a good mood!" based on just her eyes. I mean, it's better than being emotionless altogether, but that doesn't mean I want to know every little change in her hormonal teenage mood every few seconds.
Oranges- She's completely and utterly obsessed. Okay, I get that she thinks they're pretty good. But still, it's like she's infatuated with them.
But... the weirdest and most utterly annoying thing of all is that somehow, I maybe kinda-sorta, a little bit... like her? I mean, yeah, she's obnoxious and loud and obsessive, but I have to say that if I'm being really, completely honest, that maybe I like those things about her?
Okay, maybe not like, but... appreciate? Can tolerate? Either way, she's still annoying.
Really. She Is.
I swear.
A/N- I hope you liked it! Remember, reviews are author food- so don't make me starve, m'kay?
