There were papers and more papers. How long would it take to review all? White didn't know and didn't want to know. His mind was elsewhere.
"A place in which she wished his body was."
A small TV was on, illuminating the dark room. A reporter covering the battle between the Champion and a challenger. White didn't pay much attention, but Amanda was there watching and cheering for Black.
"Ah, Black. Why you isn't here?"
If your position allow, send Black to be there with her. However, nor with a position and every right in the world, would change the heart of that boy. The same boy that changed your heart.
Bo struggled against a Samurott. Despite the disadvantage, Black smiled. That smile that White loved, but never admit.
"When will I have the courage?"
White looked corner to the TV and saw the least wanted. The cheerful and smiling face Champion, jumping and celebrating with your Emboar. His heart jumped up and started beating fast, his face in red. Hit his head three times against the ebony desk, until in pain.
Amanda turned worried, but when he heard his master pant, smirked. White was acting strange lately, and the serpent knew the reason. And she watched this reason on TV.
"No, I have to stop it! Focus on work and forget it!
The red and sore forehead, blue eyes shaking and frowning. Took the papers and began to read them, squinting to see in low light. It was useless, was not head for it.
That was a strange feeling: Every time I saw, felt his cheeks grow warm (They seemed to bake when the laugh track); His heart failed a beat when he took his hand; And worst of all, she stutters when you talk to him! This should not happen!
"Does Black felt the same for her?"
Once finished giving the interview, the Unova's Champion went to a far corner. Bo followed him and caught him with a picture of White in hand. And with a red-faced fool in love.
"Does White felt the same for him?"
Love should be a monochrome feeling. So Black and White would not be affected by it.