Glimpse
I miss how he unties his long brunette hair, how he brush his fingers to it as it fell against his shoulder. No one has seen him do it, have you? It was long enough to be tied up. More than that is his rare alluring smile and inevitable stares. I was lucky. And at that moment, on that past event, he had my heart.
He was standing still; his right foot propped against the wall and the other on ground. He had his arms crossed, slightly frowning while he had his eyes glued on the ground, as always, his mind is pre-occupied with thoughts.
I love it when he'd slightly tilt his head on his side to face me and-
"Why are you staring?"
Shit. I wasn't consciously aware that it was more than just a glimpse.
"Um..." was all I can say. I was taken by surprise.
He blinked.
"You're doing it again."
Then, I noticed I was poking my fingers together. He doesn't hate it, but it bothered him. It always does. I had both hands immediately hid at my back and lowered my head. My heart is beating fast and I can't contain the embarrassment from the situation.
I like him, a lot.
I hope it was not obvious.
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Then, I noticed she was staring and I just have to ask why. She doesn't usually does this. It wasn't until after she had her confession to Naruto that I notice her change. She was normal, weird normal but … only in front of Naruto. But lately, even without him at sight, she would constantly blush and slightly stutter.
Something bothered me… maybe, it's the mannerism.
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