I tried to breathe evenly through my nose, focusing too intently on the clock; he was late. My body becoming a bundle of nerves, I already knew where he was; he was with her again, which is perfectly natural since she is his girlfriend, but if your going to make plans with a girl and then break them, the least you can do is text her and tell her your not coming. I began prodding over the fact as to why I was doing this, why I was with Otani even though he had a girlfriend. Sighing heavily, I already knew the answer to that one: because you love him, you stupid girl. Fiddling with my straw wrapper, I began to remember how I exactly fell for him in the first place. I guess it was at College Orientation back in Spring, I chuckled softly, it's hard to believe but I was even more shy back then then now; we were both so stupid back then. "Crap, crap, crap." I complained, hopping from one foot to the other, staring at the giant directory of the campus, trying desperately to find a bathroom; somewhere, anywhere! "Let me guess, bathroom?" I heard a chuckle behind me as I swiveled around, face flustered from embarrassment. He stepped next to me, giving me a friendly smile, before pointing at the corner of the map; "There. That's the closest one." He smiled, nodding in the direction to go. "Tha-thank you!" I bowed slightly, before rushing off, not realizing I had dropped my iPod in the process. That was just before Orientation started, I face palmed myself now, thinking of what an idiot I must have seemed like to him back then, hopping around like some kind of rabbit. I bowed my head in defeat, how could have I been so stupid? But I couldn't help but also feel a little bit grateful as well, because if it hadn't had been for that one moment, I might not have ever met Otani….

" So you like Umibozu too! " My face was crimson red as this strange boy was so close to my face, strands of his reddish brown hair even tickling my forehead as he bent downto my level. It was the end of Orientation, and I thought it'd be nice to have a light lunch under the trees, when out of no where, the boy from earlier came running up to me, my iPod dangling from his hand. "Uhm…" I was too embarrassed to actually say anything, my words tangled in my throat. The guy blinked, before realizing the situation; he stepped away, bowed, and said "Sorry, my names Atsushi Otani." Before handing me back my iPod. "You dropped this when you ran off to the bathroom, and the music was already playing when I picked it up,so Iiiiiiii." He trailed off, and that was one of the first times I saw Otani embarrassed, a tinge of pink covering his cheeks, as he scratched the back of his head, head slightly bowed; I blushed now just think about it. He listened to my iPod until he could give it back to me,I thought as I blinked surprisingly, before saying "Yeah…I like them." "Great, so do I" he laughed, his smile big and genuine, the slight awkwardness melting away. "We should hang out sometime, listen to Umibozu." "Uhm,sure" I said, my voice gaining confidence. Unconsciously I began twirling the charm on my bracelet, the one he got me on my last birthday; that was the first of many outings me and Otani had. From studying in each others rooms to late Umibozu concerts, it was evident that I was crushing on him hard, all my friends knew, and encouraged me fully; everyone knew, except Otani himself, his dimwittedness seemed never ending when it came to girls. That is every girl, except his girlfriend, who he talked about frequently in the early ages of our friendships. I sighed, dropping the charm back in place on my wrist, when was I ever going to get over this feeling I had for him? "Sorry I'm late!" I turned around, hopingly anticipating Otani to walk back to our usual coffee table, flustered and apologetic for being late; my hope dwindled as I realized the orange, brown tinged hair didn't belong to Otani, but some other guy, apologizing to his girlfriend. Slowly I turned back in my seat, twirling my straw around in my drink; why was I still so hopelessly hoping he'd always be with me?