I gripped the neatly wrapped box that held within it some home-made lunch. I stared at the tall second year.
My face flustered. I have liked him for a very long time now yet, I have never told him how I felt. We were paired together on a project where second years had to do an long survey on first years of the opposite gender.
That's when I first met him... Momoshiro Takeshi.
"Ichigo!! Come here!" Tomoka shouted and waved. I quickly ran over to her.
"What is it?" I looked at her.
"Ryoma-sama is going to be playing this afternoon! It's going to be so awesome!!" She had hearts in her eyes.
"If that's all you wanted then alright. I'm in a rush and have to go," I walked off.
Sometimes Tomoka annoys me, but I always have to be nice. That is how I am.
I walked around a corner and a guy ran into me. Which resulted in us falling. My glasses fell off and he fell on top of me. His hand had crushed my glasses.
"Sorry! I was in a hurry!"
I knew that voice. I opened my eyes. My vision was terrible, but I saw the outline of him.
It was Momoshiro.
My face turned pink. I looked up at my glasses that lay broken.
Momoshiro jumped up quickly and bowed.
"Sorry!! I didn't mean to break your glasses!"
I looked up. He extended a hand and I took it. He gently pulled me up.
"It's alright.. I can't see at all. Everything is really blurry," I looked at him the best I could.
