A/N Well. First fanfic I thought was suitable to publish. : D Let's see how you guys enjoy this drabble series thing.

I've always watched you. From afar I've observed. You seemed so calm, sitting in the corner, secluded from others. Your nose was buried in a book every once in a while. Other times I'd spot you gazing out the window.

But I didn't stare because of the far-away look in your eyes. I wasn't drawn to the intense concentration when you were reading. None of that appealed to me, for one reason and one reason only.

I never saw you like that.

More precisely, those expressions didn't exist for you. Always your face was blank, like an empty shell. No matter what you or I were doing, when I looked over from my circle of friends, you'd look the same. Vacant eyes regarding each and every occurrence with a solid stone face.

I have to admit, that intrigued me all the more.

At first I thought you were just keeping it in, hiding your nature from the world. "Some people are known to do that," I reasoned. But as time wore on and I gained more memories of you I realized that was not the case. You didn't express feeling because there were never any chances for you to.

No friends approached you and talked and laughed and caused bright smiles. No teacher walked up to congratulate or reprimand you for a grade. Not even bullies touched you. It was like you were a ghost. No one noticed you. No one thought about giving you feeling. No one tried to take away your loneliness or longed to see your expressions.

No one, except me.

Today was the day I planned it. I wanted to see your emotion. Over the months and years we've been attending the same school I came to realize that my interest in you was more than a passing fancy. It was infatuation. It was love. It was important in my plan. It was how I was going to see your emotion. What better way to provoke a response out of someone than a love confession? Or an impromptu kiss? That was one thing I was sure you'd never expected in your life. A man, of all people, to profess his love to you and follow it with a heart-felt kiss.

I wanted to see that look of astonishment, quickly followed by a blushing face and flustered reaction. That was the one thing I wanted to see most of all.

I waited patiently at the gate, where I knew you would exit. I didn't want to call you out; I wanted our first official meeting to be a lasting memory for you. I expected to wait a while, since I had seen you before, meticulously going through your bag and books to make sure you had all your assignments and everything else you would need. I always thought that was a bit cute, the way you examined things in an off-hand manner.

That was why I abandoned my look-out for a moment to chat with some passing friends. I didn't leave the gate, thinking it'd be alright, but I foolishly took my gaze from it to pay attention to my conversation.

That was why I missed you when you walked out.

You were already half-way across the street that lay right outside out school's entrance when I noticed your retreating form. Beginning to panic, I uttered a quick apology to my friend and dashed after you, not once thinking that I could just try again tomorrow.

I was catching up to you already, thanks to your slow walk and my quick pace. You had only just reached the sidewalk when I opened my mouth to call out to you from the middle of the street.

I only just managed to get out your name when the car hit me.

I didn't feel a thing.

I didn't even see you turn at hearing your name called, or how your eyes widened.

I didn't see the emotion.

My vision blacked for a second, and everything was muted. My side felt warm and cold at the same time. It was an interesting feeling. Blearily, pictures filtered it, swimming in my head. Ah. So that's why I couldn't see. My eyes were closed.

I saw your face in the corner of my eye and struggled to turn my head toward you. It was no use; I couldn't make out your expression. I tried to say to you that I loved you. That I'd loved you for so long. I tried to push myself off the ground to kiss you, to show you my love instead. That was strange. I couldn't seem to find my arms. I think they were still there. I wondered why they wouldn't move. I blamed that weird warm and cold feeling.

I heard panicked voices in the background. Damn my hearing. I would give it up just to see your face and be able to tell you how I felt. I would give it all up to be able to press my lips against yours.

I would give it all.

My vision blacked out again. That was strange. I don't remember closing my eyes.