A/N: *ahem* So...Yeah...Remember that New Years Resolution I made? Yeah, So it's obviously not happening...But I bring a one-shot! This is for my friend Lana, and my hopes for her love in the future. So! Let us begin!
Before I even knew it, I was always watching him. From the simple way, he walked, to the different ways his hair stuck up.
Before I knew it, I was enchanted by him.
By his kindness, and by his smiling face.
Before I knew it, I was in love with him. My eyes always found him, and when he entered the room, my heart would accelerate.
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His dark colored hair would stick up in a messy way. Sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right. And on some days, it would stick up both ways. But on the good days, the "lucky days", as he calls them, it would be flat on his head. To me, it didn't matter. Whether messy or tame, his rough hair always makes me smile.
That's reason number one.
His friends like teasing him, but he never minds it. In fact, he sometimes just goes along with it. Whether it's a crazy scheme or just some light banter, he smiles and joins in. That never faltering smile and his kindness.
That's reason number two.
As to be expected, he is far from being dumb. Getting high grades seems to be a breeze for him, and while others might not notice, I see the effort and the concentration he can put into something once he starts. Such a strong look, and such an unwavering focus. Because he looked pretty cool to me;
That's the third reason.
The way he writes slightly imitates my handwriting. The way he holds his pen is very different from the way I hold mine, but I sometimes can't help but watch as the tip of his t's includes a dash. Just like mine does.
That's reason number four.
His sweatshirts are slightly dotted with paint in the front. They are 'the scars that we artists wear', we joke sometimes. He rarely wears anything besides his sweatshirts and for me, that's what makes him special in my own eyes. With his tall frame and his solid colored sweatshirts, for me, those tell me where exactly where his is. They are the outfit that I've gotten used to seeing him in. Those single colored sweatshirts.
That's reason number five.
All the things about him are alluring to me. From the tips of his messy, dark, locks, to his sneaker-clad feet. From his smiling face to his slightly pouted one. From his hard work to his carefree attitude. Every single part of him is what makes him enchanting to me.
And that's reason six, seven, eight, nine, ten, and any other reason that you might want presented. Every part of him makes me like him.
Right now, you might be saying, that maybe, just maybe it is all in my head. You might say that this 'unwavering love' is all just a phase. But I know that that's not true. Perhaps he doesn't notice me now. Perhaps he doesn't think of me anything more than a friend. But that is only for now. One day, I will have him notice me; have him enchanted, have him breathless. It doesn't have to be now, or next week, or next month. As long as he looks; as long as he notices; as long as he knows, it'll be okay.
A/N: And thus my one-shot! It's like maybe 500 words or so, but it was just a quick little thing for her. I promise to try to update "I Knew You Were Special" soon! Know what?! I ABSOLUTELY PROMISE TO POST ANOTHER CHAPTER BY THE END OF THE MONTH!...I'm going to regret that, aren't I...?...Well. For now, you can just R&R about your thoughts! And as always, domo arigato!