The first time I noticed Hinata, really noticed her I mean, she was sitting under a tree, reading. She was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen. I felt the first twinge of love I had ever felt when I looked at her.
Of course I couldn't tell her how I felt. She was so shy and timid. I was….not. I was often called 'weird' and 'creepy' I knew that no one like her could ever return my feelings. She was like an angel, I a demon,
The difference in our personalities were not the only obstacle. There was also the fact that she was in love with Naruto Uzamaki. That was evident to everyone in the village. She blushed and fainted every time she saw him for God's sake! She would never look twice at me. Or so I thought. Sometimes, I wish that I had been right.
But I am getting ahead of myself. When I sat down to write this, I promised myself that I would write this to the best of my ability. I only have a few hours left to tell this story, so I should begin.
Like I said, it began when I saw Hinata reading that day. From that moment on, I knew that I had to make her mine. I didn't know how or when or where, but I promised myself that it would happen.
I began watching Hinata in the distance. It may seem strange, but it was as if I couldn't stay away from her. I needed to be near her as much as I could. In that time I never spoke to her, but it felt as though I knew her. Seeing the way she interacted with those around her really helped me get to know her personality. I never saw her say or do an unkind thing to anyone. She was almost too perfect to be real.
It was after following her one day that I decided that it was the time to talk to her.
The day had started like any other, with Hinata making her way through the village. I didn't realize that anything was different until she went through the market and straight to the residential area. She stopped in front of Naruto's apartment. I stood behind a tree while she knocked on the door. A pink haired girl answered the door. She was clutching a robe around her.
She and Hinata talked for a few minutes before Hinata walked away. When she walked by the tree, I saw that there were tears in her eyes. I knew that it was time to make my move. Not then, not while the pain was so fresh, but soon.