Dear Levi
Written by: SantCat
Translated by: Catanna
Dear Levi,
Finally, I knew your name. I wasn't a stalker. I asked my mother, so please don't misunderstand. I knew you and your family came to my house yesterday. My mom said you were asking about me. I couldn't see you because I was taking a nap. I wondered what my mom told you about me. Please don't fully trust her words.
I heard you were two years older than me. You were a senior, right? Ah, I should have attended high school by now, too. But, because of my condition, I was not allowed to attend school. I hated this. Why couldn't I attend school just because of that stupid anemia? It's not like just because I felt dizzy more often than other people made me couldn't follow the class. My brain could still function normally, thank you very much.
In the morning, I woke up as usual. When I opened the window, the first thing I saw was the bedroom window on the second floor of your house. Somehow my eyes couldn't move from the sight of that window. After a few seconds staring at the window, the window suddenly opened showing your sleepy face. Your hair which was really neat yesterday looked messy and there were some that sticking out at a weird angle. I giggled when I saw you yawned widely. It was really cute. Accidentally, our eyes met. You looked at me with that intense gaze again. My cheeks felt hot. I immediately lowered my head and directed my wheelchair toward the bathroom.
When I went back to read a book near the window–because I had nothing better to do than that–I saw you left the house with your school uniform. I knew that uniform really well because my two best friends also went to that school. For today, your uniform consisted of a white crisp shirt, a light brown blazer with your school crest–weird overlapping wings–and dark brown trousers. The green tie you wore indicated that you were a senior. Your black hair looked neat as usual, glistening under the sun. You... looked cool. Once again my cheeks felt hot and my head felt light when I realized what I was thinking. Why would I find someone I barely knew looked cool?! Not to mention in a fricking high school uniform?!
When I raised my head to sneak a glance at you again, you were already looking at me from down there. This time a burning sensation spread to both of my ears. Not knowing what to do, I chose to cross my hands across my chest indignantly and glared at you (somewhere after dinner I realized my pose at that time looked somewhat like a tsundere girl). The left corner of your lips slightly went up. Wait! Was that a smirk? You little...
Since then, somehow, I preferred to sit near the window which faced your house rather than the one with the view of my favorite beautiful garden. Why I did that I wonder?
(= RnR =)