This story is about a girl narrating about a guy. Find out who it is. Please R and R aftrwards.
I walk across the room and I quicklly spot him in a chair near the window. He's gazing out the window watching the cherry blossom fly by, those eyes opened which I seldomly catch.
Those eyes never seize to amaze me...
He's smiling, he always does, but there's something different about that smile. It's not the ones when he's happy or when he's being the sadist he is. It's a smile of contentment and satisfaction.
His smile can't be describe with simple words...
Out of curiousity I looked outside to see why he was so contented looking at it. I watched those cherry blossoms fly, I found it nice, but didn't see anything special about it. It's really wierd they're just cherry blossoms, maybe when I was I can be contented just by looking at that. He's like a child sometimes.
He sees the beauty of the world in everything...
I didn't realize I was looking at him far too long than I intended to do. I must've looked like a spazz, or like a stalking fangirl. He noticed me, who wouldn't I was seating a chair across him which was vacant, I turned away for a bit and blushed. He chuckled a little amused, and I turned to him.
"what's so funny?" I said a little irritated
"nothing, don't mind me" he said giving me his smile and turned away
He wouldn't do anything to hurt others even if they hurt him...
I remembered I watched one of his tennis match, against Rikkaida yes against that Kirihara guy. No matter how that devil... err... I mean Kirihara aimed and hit him he didn't fight back. I feel like crying watching him like that, I wanted to run to him and stop the game but who was I to do that? I'm just a mere fan... admirer... I don't even know if he knows who I am and if I'm his friend...
"Yuki-chan?" he called out
"eh? nani?" I said soflty this time
He does know me then. And he called me chan so I must be equal to a friend... perhaps...
"ohio" he said
"ohio Fuji-kun- ano... Fuji-san" I quickly changed what I said and he just smiled at me
He's kind to everyone he's around...
There's something really different about him, yeah I know everyone is unique... but there's really something different. I just can't put my finger on it, oh well that's what's makes him, Fuji Shyusuke.
He's mysterious like the ever changing world...
Full of suprises...
A/N: so this is short story or so... if you guys liked it you can review saying that i should continue it... on the way put some suggestions... if not... it will be just like this... thanks anyways...
Kazuko-chan out.