Konoha High
Story 2: Naruto's Thoughts
I see this girl in one of my classes. Her name is Hinata.
She stands out because she speaks to the professor about her schedule every time before class starts.
She's so exotic. Quiet. The only time she speaks is when she knows an answer the class doesn't.
And, how she has the cutest laugh in the world! It's funny because she has that certain little noise between every gasp of air she breathes in.
She's different from any other girl.
I notice her every second she's in that class with me- every move she makes, every facial expression, every little habit she has.
God, she has a funny little habit of playing with her lips when she's bored. In my eyes, she's perfect.
I already know she's perfect. Today we had an activity and got paired in the same group.
Our group was in a circle; we sat directly across from each other.
I kept looking at her.
Never have I seen her close like this. God, she's beautiful.
I argue the professor's words in hopes to get her attention.
Anything to get her attention.
I look at her, but she doesn't look at me back.
She doesn't see me.
She doesn't see me.
